This image was shot on Schoonselhof Cemetery, Antwerp.
Porcelain rose, trying to withstand eternity on a grave that has been neglected for decades. An early morning, covered, soft light, after a short and refreshing drizzle.
Some drops remain, tears on the man-made petals.
It is a sad thought that in time all of us will be forgotten except for the lunatics and madman. And a handful would-be saints.