A metallic-green fly

A metallic-green fly landed on a white spherical inflorescence. Its red eyes carefully followed the invisible movements of the wind, and its thin legs carefully touched the delicate stamens. In this moment there is nothing superfluous - only a flower, an insect and a quiet reciprocity. The flower shares pollen, the fly - a movement that will carry life further. Neither thinks about time, but both are woven into its flow