Recently two friends who I care about very much have lost someone they love. I've been thinking of them and about life and death, and life after death, the latter being the most prominent in my thoughts. Everything on this earth has a season; it's born, grows, blooms, and then fades and dies. But every spring it's beauty blossoms once more, and it's life energy is continued on in one way or another. As humans we tend to think of ourselves as above nature, but we are of this earth too, and at the very least, the seeds that our loved ones have sown, live on in us, and in us they will continue to grow and bloom.