Summer’s Crown IX

Flowers at their zenith, full of life’s resplendent energy, define this composition. The hues shimmer like precious jewels, each petal a brushstroke of eternal artistry. Yet within this fullness is a tender truth: all crowns eventually pass, and all blooms fade, but in their passing, they bestow meaning. As poet Mary Oliver once asked, “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” The flowers answer by blooming without hesitation.