After the Storm

After the storm, the petals have fallen,

Gravity spoke, and persuaded the fall;

Sepals held out as long as they could,

But glue holding flower answered the call,

Relinquishing blossom, ashes to earth,

A dazzling litter of dying perfume;

Beauty in living, lived in full splendor –

Wrapped in death’s pallor, a beautiful tomb.

Every stage in life holds a wild and unique beauty; from birth to death, our paths hold deep significance and value.

12 comments on “After the Storm

  1. Caddo Veil says:

    This one is really exquisite! I love, “A dazzling litter of dying perfume”–WOW.

    • melodylowes says:

      🙂 What depth in the life lessons we are called to live out – how slow I am in the learning! But my eyes are beginning to see things that hold incredible beauty within them – I am so glad that you are along for the ride!

      • Caddo Veil says:

        I’m glad too, sweet sister–it is only by God’s “insistent love” that I’m still here at all. He must have had an idea that we’d enjoy meeting each other!

      • melodylowes says:

        There are so many unexpected blessings scattered like rose petals along the path! 🙂

  2. Another dazzling beauty. Thanks, Melody!

  3. nightlake says:

    lovely. where was this photo taken?

  4. Photographs by Peter Knight says:

    Lovely picture!

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