This is fumewort, which I snapped growing through an old fence bordering a piece of Welsh wasteland. Its name comes from Latin fumus terrae, meaning ‘smoke of the earth’. One day, this amazing planet we occupy shall burn. This will not be the result of too much carbon, nor of some storm on the sun, but God’s own wrath. Writes the apostle Peter:

But the heavens and the earth which are now preserved by the same word, are reserved for fire until the day of judgment and perdition of ungodly men. 2:3:7

David here describes the effects of God merely touching the earth:

He looks on the earth, and it trembles; He touches the hills, and they smoke. Psalm 104:32

Yet the fire and smoke that comes of God’s judgement will, like this flower, be beautiful. For having rid the cosmos of sin, He shall usher down New Jerusalem, wherein righteousness dwells.