How can a withered flower, a worthless dying plant, past its glory days of bright colours and gorgeous hues -- how can it still exude such beauty?
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. This old saying still rings true.
In my camera lense, this withering heliconia is an image of beauty, of class, a unique work of art.
Like us, the created in the eyes of our Creator God, even at times when we are down and out, He still sees us as beautiful, unique, fearfully and wonderfully made.
