Picture realizing beauty like the first snowfall in winter, the one where you wake up and see the blanket of snow covering the landscape. Not all things beautiful are so obviously seen however, what about the moments when the snow is just about melted and the fields are transitioning back to normalcy. Are these moments not just as beautiful? These moments speak that there is transitioning in each process, and each process is a part of the entire cycle of existence. Each part of the process of time is equally beautiful. Fear not the dark, and fear not the light, but to see beauty in full is to acknowledge the both, and see each part of the process as beautiful.