By Guest Author JH Huzzah

Mother Nature and Father Time resided in the heart of a mystical forest. Their existence spanned eons, and they had forever found themselves in an unyielding conflict. Mother Nature was the embodiment of life and growth, while Father Time was the harbinger of change and decay. Their differences became a chasm, leaving them barely able to stand each other’s presence.
One day, a young woman named Anya was wandering through the forest when she came upon Mother Nature and Father Time in a heated argument. She was taken aback to see them so angry, shouting at one another, and she asked them what was wrong.
“Father Time is always trying to change things,” Mother Nature said angrily. “He is incredibly oblivious to the damage that he causes to my world. He is indifferent to the natural wonders that I created and does nothing to protect it!”
Father Time, cloaked in somber wisdom, calmly responded, “But things can’t stay the same forever.” He continued, “Change is inevitable. The world is constantly evolving, and I am simply the keeper of time. I am the one who ensures that the seasons turn, trees grow, and the animals evolve, and then in time they must fade. Without me, the world would be a stagnant place.”
Mother Nature protested, “You don’t care about me at all. Your foreboding scythe that you carry symbolizes the very essence of death! You are apathetic and careless with the resources that I provide!”
“I must make everything die at some point,” Father Time responded with melancholy. “Without death, the world would never change, and new life would never begin.”
Anya listened thoughtfully to their argument, and she could see that they were both right. She understood that for there to be harmony in the world a balance must be struck. Mother Nature was right to want to protect the natural world, but Father Time was also right that change is inevitable.
“I think you both have a point,” Anya said. “Father Time, you should pause and appreciate the beauty of the natural world as it is now, and you should do everything you can to protect it. But Mother Nature, you must also understand that change is a natural part of life. It’s what makes the world interesting and dynamic, even if death is necessary outcome of that change.”
In that moment, they both saw the truth in her words. The very fabric of existence demanded harmony between them. They had never seen eye to eye before, but they could see that Anya was right. They both had a role to play in the in the tapestry of the world, and they needed to work together to create a balance between life, and death, and change.
From that day on, Mother Nature and Father Time were no longer at odds. They gained a newfound respect for one another and worked together to create a balanced world that was both beautiful and dynamic. The seasons changed, the forests flourished, and the animals evolved. Yet the beauty of the natural world was still protected and cherished.