The following is my submission to Literary Lion
Life is likened unto a flower
It comes forth from the ground…just like a man.
It grows…just like a child.
Its petals hold tightly within the bud…just like the teen.
Slowly the petals begin to unfold…just like the graduate.
The flower blooms in all her glory…just like the adult.
The flower begins to bow her head…just like mid-life.
The petals thereof begin to loosen… just like the aging.
The flower withers and begins her fading…just like the old.
The flower lays herself down…just like the dying.
The flower is taken by the ground…just like the dead.
Her spirit lives on…just like the soul.
Patiently she awaits her re-birth…just like souls in Heaven.
And then on “that day” she comes forth from the ground…just like the resurrected.
In a perfect tomorrow she lives forever…just like the one whose heart is God’s.
For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away, but the word of the Lord endureth forever. And this is the word which by the gospel is preached unto you.
(I Peter 1:24-25)
The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand forever. (Isaiah 40:8)
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I’ll think about this metaphor when I next watch a bunch of flowers pass through their short life cycle, it’s so symbolic.