The Beauty of Falling Petals
A little long ago, I used to travel frequently to South Korea. It’s a beautiful country. I had moments of admiring and experiencing its beauty.
One of these moments was simply viewing flowers blooming in its cityscapes.
I got to live in the moments watching in wonder the scene of petals showering me before they fall to the ground.
They seem to be found in varied places in Korean landscape. They frame whole blocks and filling some park corners. Their appearance was truly special.
Yet the beauty of falling petals is only for a brief, fleeting moment. Nothing can stay looking good or blooming. Everything is transient, even our own lives.
As a common saying puts it, “This too shall pass.”
While this could suggest grief or sorrow, we can realize a beautiful truth. That in a single moment in time and in space, we can choose to enjoy something beautiful that passes us by.
So, instead of counting the seconds or minutes, we “drink” the moment. We take in the moment in time and in space as a whole and completely savor it.
Let me ask you, “How many days, weeks, months or years more will you have in your life?”
Of course, you may never know. No one can know. But someday, there is going to be a specific number attached to each life as a fact of the matter.
But ... how many moments can you count in your lifetime? That, my friend, is immeasurable.
To quote Rabindranath Tagore, “The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough.”
I’d like to think that if we measure our lives in moments and beautiful appreciations, we never run out of time.
One of these moments was simply viewing flowers blooming in its cityscapes.
I got to live in the moments watching in wonder the scene of petals showering me before they fall to the ground.
They seem to be found in varied places in Korean landscape. They frame whole blocks and filling some park corners. Their appearance was truly special.
Yet the beauty of falling petals is only for a brief, fleeting moment. Nothing can stay looking good or blooming. Everything is transient, even our own lives.
As a common saying puts it, “This too shall pass.”
While this could suggest grief or sorrow, we can realize a beautiful truth. That in a single moment in time and in space, we can choose to enjoy something beautiful that passes us by.
So, instead of counting the seconds or minutes, we “drink” the moment. We take in the moment in time and in space as a whole and completely savor it.
Let me ask you, “How many days, weeks, months or years more will you have in your life?”
Of course, you may never know. No one can know. But someday, there is going to be a specific number attached to each life as a fact of the matter.
But ... how many moments can you count in your lifetime? That, my friend, is immeasurable.
To quote Rabindranath Tagore, “The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough.”
I’d like to think that if we measure our lives in moments and beautiful appreciations, we never run out of time.
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