A learning from a bouquet

A bouquet. Flowers uprooted, cut, trimmed, wrapped.

Endure. Yearning for its return to the source of life.

Put in the vase, filled with water.

Yet, it does not consume more than it needs.

 

It could have seek revenge and devour all its nourishment at once.

But it is precisely because nourishment is what it seeks, that it only takes what is necessary despite the abundance.

The water does not vanish in the course of a glance.

 

Shame on humans.

Desire is their false commander.

A persistent betrayer whose allusion to satisfaction disappears as soon as its satiation.

 

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 A lily bouquet

A lily bouquet