365 Tao - Beauty

[Encephalon]

BEAUTY

 

Lavender roses.

Incarnate fragrance,

Priestly hue of dawn,

Spirit unfolding.

 

 

Even on the road to hell, flowers can make you smile. They are fragile, ephemeral, uncompromising. No one can alter their nature. True, you can easily destroy them, but you will not gain anything; you cannot force them to submit to your will.

 

Flowers arouse in us an instinct to protect them, to appreciate them, and to shelter them. This world is too ugly, too violent. There should be something delicate to care about. To do so is to be lifted above the brute and to go toward the refined. When we offer flowers on our altar, we are offering a high gift. Money is too vulgar, food too pedestrian. Only flowers are unsullied. By offering them, we offer purity.

 

The tenderness of flowers arouses mercy, compassion, and understanding. If that beauty is delicate, so much the better. Life itself is fleeting. We should take the time to appreciate beauty in the midst of temporality.

[Marblehead]

I was working outside today. My pansies are the only plants doing well this time of year. And yes, as expressed above, they are beautiful and delicate.

 

Peace & Love!

[thelerner]

I was reminded of this quote:

 

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes (1984)

Quote:

 

Sherlock Holmes: What a lovely thing a rose is. Our highest assurance of the

goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers. It is

only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again we have much

to hope for from the flowers.

[longrhythm]

I have really been enjoying your 365 Tao series Blasto. Thank you.

 

 

BEAUTY

 

Lavender roses.

Incarnate fragrance,

Priestly hue of dawn,

Spirit unfolding.

 

 

Even on the road to hell, flowers can make you smile. They are fragile, ephemeral, uncompromising. No one can alter their nature. True, you can easily destroy them, but you will not gain anything; you cannot force them to submit to your will.

 

Flowers arouse in us an instinct to protect them, to appreciate them, and to shelter them. This world is too ugly, too violent. There should be something delicate to care about. To do so is to be lifted above the brute and to go toward the refined. When we offer flowers on our altar, we are offering a high gift. Money is too vulgar, food too pedestrian. Only flowers are unsullied. By offering them, we offer purity.

 

The tenderness of flowers arouses mercy, compassion, and understanding. If that beauty is delicate, so much the better. Life itself is fleeting. We should take the time to appreciate beauty in the midst of temporality.