A word will once be a seed. The day light, the water, the air, and the so called right conditions nurture it to grow.
Once it starts growing, it gets set in motion. No word can hesitate from accepting its nomadic trait.
To live its life, it becomes materialistic or spiritual or ethnic.
As time creeps, the seed transforms its shape to a plant. It owns a character in the plant state. The fruit delivered will then prove the esteem and honour of the plant.
Depending on the climate, the fruit takes a new shape and form. It completes its duty in bringing the seeds to cosmos.
Eventually, as fruit passes the genetic attributes, it as well finishes the circle of a word’s life.
“In the struggle for survival, the fittest win out at the expense of their rivals because they succeed in adapting themselves best to their environment." - Darwinism