Pelargonium incrassatum reminding about life

Nature exists in the seemingly eternal staying alive competition conducted among all the living. Collectively they represent nature that ironically dishes out no Olympic medals for any of the achievements. Only survival against some new odds serves as a reward for representing life itself in a small way.

So, the games of life only serve to hone continuously all the respective skills of all the competing species. They are to use all they have for staying alive as best they can, against all the odds that are continually being rearranged. This is the nature of life, or the life of nature, the invisible force that shows itself everywhere, all the time in all the extant life forms in the field, while remaining the eternal enigma, essentially invisible in plain sight. 

Pelargonium incrassatum on the rock is enormously special in one sense, so ordinary in another. Check! There is no applause. And none required.

The force in all of us that carries on through all births and all deaths of all that ever lived on earth, and maybe in the universe, is always life itself in every form possible. It stays in action as long as it possibly can, in so many representative, living forms, while hiding its essence from us everywhere. It hedges its bets in endlessly evolved new forms, teasing all brains to understand its nature and purpose. 

And to wonder about eternal, overall death one day, or night, or moment when there are no more planets revolving.