Is this a beauty, or a weed?

I stood in awe towards the picture, and there were no thoughts, just my heart was heavily beating. Is this a beauty, or a weed?

I know just one for sure. While going along a street, I was stopped by THIS.
It is easy to talk about the symbolism now, but how to answer what should be done by me in the concrete? Should I rejoice over my pick, or weed out all the accidental shots?
What was recognized by you in the photo?
Is that the nutritive plant, or the pinch to the gardeners so to speak

At a moment I have a lot of time to think (I was going to the hospital when I took this photo).
Now I am browsing over my archives (my book of life) and asking myself : what for I gathered them?
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