I haven’t seen a fern like that with water drops on its leaves.
Wow! (19/8/05)
Nature Lover
Well the One who drew it sure has a knack with His paint-brush. Just admire and look closely at the fine strokes of the bald one. You will see beauty in baldness, perhaps beauty in lack.
To me, the bald rendering shouts about its bare nakedness. This is to say ‘hey, i am what i am.’ I was once in full bloom and i was bashful but i have aged. I have flowed with the thread of time. I am now in full splendour, fully yielding, totally unashamed. To the uninitiated, I have withered. But to the wise, I have overcomed. So do not be fooled by appearance. The depths of my roots and its grip of the earth have withstood the test of time and the elements.
I stand tall amidst my ‘lack.’ Not one tree in full bloom compares. I have been through it all and yet prevailed. I stand tall. My roots are grounded.
Nostalgic…still…melancholic? Don’t know the right word to describe this take but me think it’s naturally artistic…:0)
I haven’t seen a fern like that with water drops on its leaves.
Wow! (19/8/05)
Well the One who drew it sure has a knack with His paint-brush. Just admire and look closely at the fine strokes of the bald one. You will see beauty in baldness, perhaps beauty in lack.
To me, the bald rendering shouts about its bare nakedness. This is to say ‘hey, i am what i am.’ I was once in full bloom and i was bashful but i have aged. I have flowed with the thread of time. I am now in full splendour, fully yielding, totally unashamed. To the uninitiated, I have withered. But to the wise, I have overcomed. So do not be fooled by appearance. The depths of my roots and its grip of the earth have withstood the test of time and the elements.
I stand tall amidst my ‘lack.’ Not one tree in full bloom compares. I have been through it all and yet prevailed. I stand tall. My roots are grounded.