The moon beams reflect on the deep puddles left behind by the rain in the same way that my mind reflects on the experiences I have had. Some reflections are darkened and blurred by the clouds and others are crystal clear like the water of a lagoon. I have learnt that both can be as equally as beautiful, as we can learn from both good and bad experiences and we can grow and flourish from them; in the same way that moonflowers bloom at dusk and daisies unfold their petals at sunrise.