In the blank space left at the end, after a life of beauty and delight, this is all one can expect.
No longer bright and supple, no fragrance left to entice, all that was is withered.
Yet there is still grace in the husk which remains. Elegance in fragility. Pricelessness in leavings.
When you notice that which many overlook, fascinated in lifes failings, adoring that which is rejected…
You can expect to be one of the cherished as the rest are cast aside.
You will not wither, but become the enchanter for someone new.
You will not wither, but outlive those that do, in your pulchritude.
You will not wither, but will be cherished in your aged perfection and transcendence.
So while you are still lithe and vivid,
See the world through unending vision.
Thank you Stephan for allowing me to use your art as inspiration!!