Contained in a Frame (repost)

Death’s artistic display Sitting in the empty

Contained in a Frame (repost)

Captured and contained in this frame, are delicate petals, crowning thorny stems, set against a shadowy tree-laced sky. At first glance, I saw the natural beauty for what it is: magnificence. Eyes full of wonder, I startled a bird with my audible sigh. Despite my praising of nature’s perfection, shortsighted was my thinking, for the bigger picture, I almost missed.

More time to focus and take it all in; a new picture emerged: all of humanity contained in this frame. Like delicate petals, individuals, no matter how insecure or shy, need to be seen as they attempt to bloom, and they must be in balance with their environment if they are to thrive. To display their full natural beauty is how the egoless species survives. Like flowers, humans are a blend of fragile and strong and welcoming and defensive. Maybe inferior without our human minds, but flowers are connected to an intelligence that is most divine. Perfectly refined is the process of a tiny seed to the grand majestic. Never does a flower stop and question its worth. Never does a flower hide its fragrant scent to appease another’s temperament. Never does a flower choose to wither and die so another can take its sunshine.

Be brilliant. Be a flower.

Repost note: I first published this post on February 19, 2022. I rarely repost, but I woke up thinking about the first flower image and the message contained in this post. A thought I can’t seem to shake, so here you go… a repost. If you are new to my blog since this post, welcome! Other than this note, I’ve left everything else as-is. Happy day to you!

Thank you for visiting and reading my musings about Divine creations: flowers and humans. At the end of my desert stroll, I turned off my camera, thinking I was done, then I looked up and there was the frame that took my breath away and left my mind engaged (photo 1). Be well. Michele