Sunlight touches drops of rain. Buds sprout leaves and grow; thrust out branches, blossom into flowers, which ripen into fruit-an impressive display of the beauty of life. As the days pass, and bring with them change, the leaves and branches begin to wither, die and fall to ground; its fruits go flying and bury into the earth, awaiting the day they bloom once again. As I record this unfolding with the lines that I make on paper, it heightens my appreciation of its beauty, and instills an understanding and acceptance of change- which is natural- as well as preparing me to face whatever life will bring with inner strength and serenity.