Everyday Miracles

I love this shot, taken on a recent trip to Madeira.  The island was awash with exotic blooms of the most sumptuous colours and the highest concentration of these were in the three famous gardens – the jardim botanico at Funchal and Monte, and Quinto do Palheiro Ferreiro (Blandy’s Garden). Visiting them was like swimming in an artist’s oil palette.

This humble flower, however, did not reside in any of these grand locations, but was buried amongst the grass by the roadside. Few passers-by even noticed its existence, much less stopped to admire it.

And yet, on closer inspection, what a universe of intricate and delicate patterns!

The photograph reminds me to take time to look a little closer. Things that first appear mundane and commonplace often prove quite miraculous when given their chance in the spotlight.

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About Poetic Beauty

Passionate lover of beauty in all its forms, from the universal to the infinitesimal, with a desire to touch the hearts of all I encounter and share the beauty of life with others My art: www.poeticbeauty.co.uk
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One Response to Everyday Miracles

  1. Lynn Hall says:

    Thank you for this picture. It reminds me of something I received in meditation once: “blessings wear a disguise so that they can be recognised only by the person for whom they are intended. If their worth were recognised by one and all, the blessing would go to those undeserving of it.”
    Only one who is deserving of the gift would have found that flower.

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