The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.
The second son said no it was covered with
green buds and full of promise.
The third son disagreed; he said it was
laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the
most graceful thing he had ever seen.
The last son disagreed with all of
them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The
man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each
seen but only one season in the tree's life.
He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by
only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and
love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when
all the seasons are up.
If
you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the
beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.