Age of Eleven

Recognize the ONEness in Every Day Life

Crystal PyramidComment
These flowers are on the opposite end of their arc, contrary to my budding window sunflowers. Sean gave them to me when I returned from my girls’ trip last Monday. I guess you could say they’re dying, but in their “older age” they are powerful. I could inhale the bouquet’s deep, mature rose scent forever. The reds are wilting into purple and yellow but maintain an elegant radiance. I see myself reflected in them, and them as a microcosm for life and everything.

These flowers are on the opposite end of their arc, contrary to my budding window sunflowers. Sean gave them to me when I returned from my girls’ trip last Monday.

I guess you could say they’re dying, but in their “older age” they are powerful. I could inhale the bouquet’s deep, mature rose scent forever. The reds are wilting into purple and yellow but maintain an elegant radiance. I see myself reflected in them, and them as a microcosm for life and everything.