Ephemeral : fleeting, passing, short-lived
This is the common grace of life in a world where life and death stand so near each other: to find an evocative beauty even as petals fall.
In the fragmentation of a flower, to see individual petals and stamens previously ignored as simple parts of a whole.
In our distracted busy-ness, to pause and consider.
In our contemplation, to find in ourselves a desire for a beauty that passes through death.