Monday, April 19, 2010

...life can be like the first roses of Spring



life can be a total surprise sometimes...
like this picture I took without being able to see the screen...
probably one of the most beautiful shots I've ever captured...
click on it, make it bigger, it just gets better...
just plain dumb luck... or was it ?



some shots are obvious...
such as this deep red bud opening beautifully...
the color, rich & vibrant...
like the optimism, vigor & energy of youth...



all too soon giving way to the bounty of maturity...
a depth of color and a openness to the elements...
an acceptance of all that will be...
not found in the beauty or promise of youth...



a knowledge that the petals will fall away soon enough...
but for now, they curl ever so gently...
and the depth of color glows as if lit from within...
never to be so deep or rich again...

soon, not to be, at all...



though the edges are frayed from rain & wind...
the center is still beautiful...
as it opens itself slowly to the sun...
the beginnings of the end...



some, like those with false humility, look down...
perfect in their aspect, without flaw or scar...
believing in their heart that they are beautiful...
so in looking down, call to be lifted up...



others, though scarred, look up at something else...
much more beautiful than themselves...
they dismiss their own worth for the prize of the light...
and are found more beautiful because of it...



with eyes only for the light...
they turn away from all who would esteem them for their beauty...
choosing instead, the light that they revere...
becoming all the more beautiful for that turning...



some choose the shadows, their colors deepened...
letting their beauty go unappreciated...
due to an accident of nature, a flaw of character...
or a choice to linger in the shadows, where the light doesn't shine...



sometimes, we find ourselves in an alien place...
our push towards the light has brought us up in strange surroundings...
our blooming given the incongruity...
of being awash in a sea of wrong leaves...

unequally yoked
, so to speak...

alone, in a foreign setting...

standing out in strangeness...



when it's always nice to be surrounded by others we feel a connection to...



nice to be part of the family...

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