“Roses bloom and cease to be,
But we shall the Christ-child see.”
— Gerda in Hans Christian Andersen’s “The Snow Queen”
It is a simple song that Gerda sings while trying to woo back her frozen friend in the howling ice palace of the Snow Queen. Her friend has Stockholm Syndrome by that point, and has forgotten all about their childhood rose garden from years ago. But tears melt ice and wash away shards of enchanted glass, summer comes again, and all ends as it should.
That one couplet is stuck in my head though. I think it pretty much sums up life. Merry Christmas.