There was a saying in the social media " A man will get his first bouquet of flowers when he is dead ". It made me think that bouquet of flowers had been a symbol around the world for years. I am sure you have seen as such. It represents beauty. Ironically it also symbolizes death. Why?
History of flower arrangements. -Wiki
History of flower arrangements goes back to the era of Ancient Egypt 2500 BCE. Egyptians used to cut flowers and put them in vases. Just like we do today. However, it has been there from China to Italy to Renaissance period. During which it is used to even hide the odors otherwise be there. Flowers with their scent and the colors of distraction can hide anything bad, isn't it? Buddhists have used flowers to symbolize life and death, just like a flower wither away once plucked from a tree, life withers away with time. Even if you did not so far, receive any bouquet of flowers I am sure you will receive loads, when you are withered away.
Beauty of a flower beauty of mind.
You can read my article on beauty of a flower, to identify similarities of a flower and to your mind. However, beauty of a flower is not limited to the color and its aroma. It is also having a soft consistency when touched, a drop of honey to give taste and will make soft sound when blown in the wind. Just like a living being. flowers do wither away from all these aspects and become just dry after some time. Often sooner than we think. This I think has a symbolic value and our ancestors saw. Hence, they visit the graveyard to meet the withered away people and remember them with a bouquet of flowers. If you visit the Cemetry today, you will see such withered bouquets. Often not, it will teach a lesson for us all.
Shoe flowers and a drop of honey.
I like flowers just like you. I used to toss them in air, with a twist just to see they fall down on earth. I even smelled occasional flower just to feel their sweet aroma. And recently when someone showed up a shoe flower on the twitter, i remembered how I used to drink a drop of honey inside it. It was a secret just me and ants knew. Deep inside the shoe flower there is a drop of honey and I used to pluck them and suck on this. It was just a drop. A meal for an ant, and it would never fill my stomach. But that drop was enough to stimulate me, to get the trouble of picking up flowers and putting them in my mouth. How far we go to reach our targets, for a drop of honey? Have you thought about this?
Along the way I have seen my mind provided me with a drop of honey and bigger troubles than picking up a flower.
I have worked hard in school just to get a good job.
I have worked hard in my job to get a promotion.
I have travelled long distances to create great shadows of natural waterfalls in my brain.
I have subscribed to various channels to see good movie.
Not limited to these. You would say that is life. What else you would do? Life is getting new experiences.
I would not disagree. And also, I think the peace of mind that this mind deserves would not come from the chase of a drop of honey, that the world provides. Ultimately the flowers will wither away. And My search for a new flower once I tasted its drop of honey did never go away. Instead, I would go on picking all the flowers I could reach. And today I say to my mind. Enough my friend. Let's take a rest. I will teach you to end your craving for a flower forever.
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