A Delicateness I Could Not Explain

I was feeling a little down when this image came to me, because everything about it; From the hummingbird, to the young boy, to the fleeting cherry blossoms, are all things many people see as fragile and impermanent… But to me, these things have a power that nothing else ever will. Innocence is its own power.

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