herbs and spices

a long while ago, one  late afternoon,

I said to existence: -

There are times, dear friend,

when you acted like a stepmother to me:

You pinched me in the ears

 and threw punches on my head

Like a tennis ball

you bounced me back and forth,

up and down.

You know this is not fairness,  

this is not fairness.

Existence looked at me, smiled with her eyes

and whispered: -

Oh my dear! oh beautiful one

Don't you need some  seasonings, 

some herbs and spices, some flavors to be fully edible?