Wine improves with age .The older it gets the better it taste.To this beautiful flower the time it withers the more beautiful it gets.For beauty is not an object ,but a signifier for a form that is beyond human faculty .So many people talk of becoming beautiful,striving to mould themselves into this form,so long as a glimmer of it becomes revealed to them.It is that spirit of youth too,which will drive us on and on till our time comes ,and may be by then we can say that we were happy in our struggles ,for which flowers does one pick first in the garden . The most beautiful one .