Authentic value does not coincide with the immutable permanence of forms. What is alive may complete a cycle, pass through darkness or recede from view without ceasing to generate. Sunset then becomes a state of latency: what seemed to have disappeared retains the possibility of flowering anew.

In the ART OF THE SPIRIT, value is what participates in Life and remains fertile within consciousness. It does not defy time by remaining unchanged, but moves through it by transforming. To blossom means to make visible, in a new form, what in essence was never lost.