As you stand and gaze everything around you, you could see a real beauty, from the smallest things to the large one. Look at the shape of those leaves of hanging plants as they partially sway as the air blows, the color of the walls and fence although they begin to fade, the design of the pots as they were gathered in a row, I see nowhere which is ugly but only pure beauty. But could you believe that the time will come, beauty will fade.
Yes, there is no such thing which is permanent, only the change itself.