Strolling in a garden with flowers in bloom, I am reminded of these words from the Bible: “All people are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall, …” (1 Peter 1:24, NIV).
Furthermore, these words hold insight: “Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labour or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendour was dressed like one of these” (Luke 12:27, NIV).
Finally, William Blake wrote: “To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour. … (From the poem “Auguries of Innocence”)
Seeing flowers grow, blossom, and wither can bring awareness and understanding of how our own lives arise, abide, and abate – the transitory nature of life.
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