When time melts us

From the series "Reflexiones del Tiempo".

Sometimes I feel like if everything was ice and time was the sun. I'm pretty sure we have to die from time to time to be alive. We are born and die, those are the two sides of the coin called LIFE. I don't know how it works but if you see, to grow we have to leave things behind, that means letting a part of us die and suddenly new things are born in that present, like the Phoenix that comes out of its ashes.

¿how many times have you been a Phoenix? ¿Are you being one right now? I give you a Big Hug.