I had a moment this morning staring at these beauties.
I was touched that they were so free to bless me with their beauty.
They just WERE.
It occurred to me that what others thought of them did not affect their choice to bloom.
They just DID.
From the DNA encoded within them they brought forth every splendid color and scent.
To some, the smell of lilies is heaven. To others, it is less pleasant…even offensive.
The lily continues to be and do what it was created to be and do.
It seems to me it is more intent on fulfilling its purpose than on paying attention to the reactions of others.
So basically, the lily is my hero.