Broken Beauty

I started debating whether I should keep the exposure bright or take it down a few stops, but the more I kept looking at this picture dark, the more it made sense. Nobody clamors to take pictures of ugly and broken things. That doesn't make fun Facebook posts or exciting photos that people will love. Two weeks ago, these were gorgeous flowers, the epitome of beauty..but now they're old and aged. Realistically, in about a week, I'm just going to toss them out. It's not that I have anything against them, it's just that the cycle of life has caught up to them and they don't serve their purpose. I can't do anything about that. I can't fix the problem, or slow down the process, but I wish I could. The way their heads are all drooping to the floor, they know their time is up. Nobody looks at them and smiles, thanking God that they exist, even for the sole purpose of bringing a little beauty and soul into the world. I can't help but think of those who might share some of the same sentiments.

-- Sorry -- I just started writing and didn't stop. So, tl;dr (too long; didn't read) version, dead flowers are sad.--

#morning #monday #february