Question: I need my eyes. I need to see, to read, to ..... When? Please.
So much beauty in between. But who can deny the beauty of the pod containing the red flower waiting to explode in vibrant tissue like petals. Nor can the beauty of the empty cocoon, more fragile than the petals it nursed into life, be denied. To see only the middle, is to miss the true beauty of softness and emptying.