Dedicated to the beautiful flowers of Salomon Land.....!

The beauty of the flowers


From the high of the mountain the beauty of the flowers you can see, especially in the mornings  when the son come out, allowing the birds to sing ...

The up and down of the valley covered with the violets and daisies’ Confusing  the butterflies with the bees that flying  to spread the honey  passing through  the bridge, were the water is running and fishes are swimming   or deer’s  drinking the crystal clear  water of the source   in early spring ….

And from all the mornings  in the garden the beauty of this flower  my inspiration call  the color, perfume and the peaceful toughs that inspire me, it wasn’t the type or size of the flower , but  it was the different look since all the others were  look alike and competing in shapes, or size, but not this one….not at all…..

I decide to take it out of my garden and plant it on a flowerpot, inside of my kitchen where I will see  its  beauty  every morning …just for me…

But the time pass and the flower wilt , so I decide to change  it on a spot were the sun light make it alive ,I add some water and  it rich the greenish of its leaves , I take it out  and the caress of the wind  warms  its roots, and again  it turn alive as any other plant around that is raise on the fields…..

Finally I decide to take it out back to the garden , were the power of nature make the beauty of the flowers unique .Since than I come out to see the progress of the others every morning,  or I look through my window at night  to see it , but ,  it was this  night when the moons' shine  over this flower,  I was  a surprise  because it give me the impression that the moon was whispering to the flower , but immediately  the magic disappear when  my presence was noticeable and the moon when back to the sky and the flower to its garden to teach the rest about the shine on the sky that gives special bright to  make the  flowers  different  from  the  others.

I now  knew , how  selfish I was trying to keep it just for me when I  separate the flower from the others  because the air, the sun shine and the sweet  songs of the moon  make a miracle  in my garden  giving  this special touch that only come from the high of the sky that resplendent over my garden  and make the roots strong  and  not matter how wild  the bad weather come , it only make my flowers dance  the same song…

 I wish the out side world  turn like my garden  , without the pollution that cover the sky and private  us from the beautiful colors of the sunset  . If you press attention you will observe the mix of colors  when  the sky  come close to the ocean on  the  evening and  the sun   make  the coral blue of the sea mix with orange sunlights in the sky, a colorful tone that not even the most famous artist  from ancient times brush  it on their oil paints....