I Want to Live in Beauty
Oct 16, 2021
The experts, arguing over breeding, names and classifications, miss the beauty of the Peony. The divine smell. The way the light illuminates the center, the delicate, sensuous folds. I want to live in that beauty. Call it what you will, it doesn’t matter. The word is not the thing, and the flower has a fragrance far beyond your disputing.
I would rather touch one stunningly velvet petal in real life, breathe in its gloriously sweet perfume, watch the sun bedazzle it, than read even the wisest and most widely esteemed verbiage.
Keep your analytical descriptions. I must tend to my flowers now. They speak volumes, to those who are willing to listen.
LBM 10/16/2021
