Fresh, green daggers knife up through the skin of a pond, pushing their way
to the sun. They cut through the shell of water as if to escape it,
even though the water provides sustenance just as vital as the sun.
That is the way of youth, striving for independence, reaching for the sun
at the peril of abandoning the very environment that gave them life.
m1nute 
good thought,about abandoning the environment that gave them life..really got me pondering that idea.
Love the word ‘pondering.’ Sounds like careful, slow thinking!