Whispers

For some time now I’ve been contemplating how to describe my ‘flowers theory’ of how Nature or ‘Spirit through Nature’ communicates to all other life on the planet.

For example with flowers in general, there are the ‘geometric aspects of petal distribution’ that I’ve previously mentioned. There are the ‘wide variety of colors’ aspects per plant and how powerful that a color (a particular light-wave frequency perceived by the photoreceptor cones of our retina) can be.

Then there are the ‘flower-size-per-plant’ aspects; and because I usually go more for the magnificent, large blossoms images, this picture was one that I initially passed over, then came back to review for some unknown reason, then passed on again, then was drawn back to it until I finally got the ‘message’ that the image was suggesting to me: “Whispers”.  

Whispers?

With large blooms of vibrant colors we are awed by how gorgeous the flower is—how magnificently it is often petaled—how symmetrically the flower’s petals are dispersed and aligned, because flowers as a whole are often bright, bold expressions of nature’s shouting to ‘other-life-in-motion’ to “Stop and look at this!” (Or to at least ‘Stop and smell this—because you might like it.’)

But when only considered visually, with these smaller petal clusters on slender stalks or on ground covers, nature is more so ‘whispering’ her messages to other life forms—whatever those messages really are, of which I have no idea other than “LOOK AT THIS!” 

That ‘capturing other life form attention to the importance of the plant’ part, is one aspect that I think I do understand.

And likewise, those insects or avian species that feed from these vibrant natural expressions of love and life—who exist solely because of the plant’s flowers providing them the nourishment that they require, may view them differently and more essential to their continued existence than we humans often consider them.

So maybe for just a moment during your normal busy day, you might glimpse a distant waving-in-the-wind wildflower or perhaps even chance upon a lowly dandelion peeking through the sidewalk crack, and reconsider for a short moment the value or worth of their presence on the Earth here with the rest of us; and then imagine how stark our lives would be without those beautiful expressions of nature’s love and devotion to us all.

Or in another sense, what are the tiny flowers in the image above whispering to you?