Flowery Fiction

There seem to be great perils in falling for flowery words and enchanting whispers. Those that speak them truly seem incapable of possessing their qualities and characteristics. Perhaps they are only good for mobilizing a few into action, inspiring a modest bunch - that are indeed capable of manifesting the beautiful fiction the painters have so innocently and imaginatively spread out before us. I wonder if they knew about the short comings of their own creation - while they have shown us a beauty, they have deprived us of its taste - if this would inspire some guilt or regret on their part for even allowing us to imagine it exists.

But... one can only recognize what is in their own capacity. Maybe they are speaking these flowery words to us, because they see it within those they are speaking to. Maybe instead of believing them and allowing ourselves to think the speaker has embodied this magnificent creation that has only sprung up as a result of their expansive and beautiful imagination.. we should realize that they have a gift for speaking about what they see. They have infact tasted this non-ficticious awe in us.

HAHAA, maybe sadly there are one of two people to be commonly found in this world. Those that speak beautifully, and those that act beautifully. Which do you prefer?

I pray we are able to find those that are a refreshing equilibrium of both. I pray we can manifest such equilibrium within ourselves, inshAllah.