Languish
t. bell
Sometimes beauty is intensified by fragility. The awareness that the end, silent and inexorable as gravity, approaches with every spin of the pleasantly-turning world, makes us appreciate beauty that much more.
Even as these tulips wilt and whither, they retain a sort of poise. This is not the droop of defeat, nor the pale acceptance of the inevitable; this is simply the next lovely step of the dance. So long as we recognize that truth, the beauty does not die with the flower.
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