When someone is completely and totally who they are meant to be, it’s a glorious thing to see, probably because it doesn’t seem to happen all that often. I’m certainly nowhere near that, though I’d be bold enough to claim I’m getting closer. Still much more work to be done, more to be figured out, even at my advanced age.
Only flowers and plants and trees seem to have it all figured out, and even they are prone to evolution and change – a shifting global environment is forcing that into happening as unfair as that might be. Leave it to humans to fuck everything up with global warming. Nature laid down finite and beautiful laws, but human nature is too often infantile and stupid. We ruin all the good things, sometimes sheerly out of boredom. What a sad set of circumstances… and so I retreat to the irrefutable safety of beauty – and the beauty of the natural world, such as found in this exquisite passionflower bloom.
The passionflower wants nothing more than to climb and bloom and spread its maypops to animals who might eat and later deposit its seeds elsewhere. The passionflower doesn’t worry about dying, it simply goes through its life-cycle one day at a time. I caught this one in glorious bloom, beginning its enticement of the bees to come by and pollinate, but if that doesn’t happen, the plant still flowers, it still produces this beautiful vision. A valiant effort, worth all its work, and we are lucky enough to see it happen.
