Balance is present in every good thing.  Even in the seasons we experience the ebb and flow of creation.  The dullness of winter has been glossed over by the explosion of spring buds.  The labor of sewing and reaping is cooled by the mildness of autumn.  

This journey of life is such a winding road that circles around and back again, which sometimes seems fruitless and wearisome.  But it may not be until your last circle back that you realize what it was all for.