There is a lotus on our fishpond. In the morning, it opens its petals to drink in the sun. In the evening, it folds its petals in again, like hands in prayer.
This has helped me to consider the naturalness of my own rythms- how I open my petals sometimes, and how I fold them in when it is time to rest.
i was planning to write how much i enjoyed this photo…the words , however, were just as beautiful : )
i was planning to write how much i liked the photo : ) –the thought with it ,however, was just as beautiful !!