The Gardener

I watched Netflix’s Moving Art: a compilation of short scenes by nature filmmakers that highlight the wondrous beauty of the world we often overlook, classified into episodes: oceans, deserts, flowers, forests etc. I was in awe at all of them but one episode particularly inspired my thoughts to this blog. Flowers.


And how is it that stems and leaves were standardized to be shades of green and the petals’ paintings can be completely color-blocked yet they complement each other perfectly? Mother nature in itself is a masterpiece; a splash of hues of inestimable shades nonetheless carved into plants to the slightest details.
For 25 minutes long I sat in front of the screen with my brother completely mesmerized by what was being portrayed.
Ultimately, the artist of nature, the one who knows his masterpieces best, the one who takes care of his world of garden carefully with limitless sympathy and affection, the one who pays attention to overlooked beauty by careless humans, was no other than the Gardener.
And the Gardener was no other than the Creator.

ثُمَّ كُلِي مِن كُلِّ الثَّمَرَاتِ فَاسْلُكِي سُبُلَ رَبِّكِ ذُلُلًا ۚ يَخْرُجُ مِن بُطُونِهَا شَرَابٌ مُّخْتَلِفٌ أَلْوَانُهُ فِيهِ شِفَاءٌ لِّلنَّاسِ ۗ إِنَّ فِي ذَٰلِكَ لَآيَةً لِّقَوْمٍ يَتَفَكَّرُونَ – 16:69
Eat of all the fruits and walk in the ways of your lord submissively. there comes forth from within it a beverage of many colours, in which there is healing for men; most surely there is a sign in this (life of bees) for a people who reflect.

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