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The flower of life blooms in love and radiates love all around it.
An un-blossomed rose, in the garden we want to grow.
The rose has told
In one simplicity
That never life
Relinquishes a bloom
But to bestow
An ancient confidence.
There was something frantic in their blooming, as if they knew that frost was near and then the bitter cold. They'd lived through all the heat and noise and stench of summertime, and now each widely opened flower was like a triumphant cry, "We will, we will make seed before we die."
May you love blossom like a lily.
One bright pansy popping through a sidewalk crack will get weeded or stepped on; it's not until twenty fabulous flowers bust through and the pavement is ruined anyway that someone decides maybe it isn't a sidewalk at all, but a flower garden. So please, for the love of gender
A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending.
A beautiful blossom is a fleeting thing It stays for a moment and then takes wing: With special rays we catch it ere flight So all may enjoy the beautiful sight.
This is the urgency: Live! and have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind.
The flowers that bloom in the dark shine the brightest.
We bloom from the moonlight.
A flower blooms best in a happy pot.
A flower is not better when it blooms than when it is merely a bud; at each stage it is the same thing - a flower in the process of expressing its potential.
How does the meadow-flower its bloom
Because the lovely little flower is free
Down to its root, and in that freedom
Silently a flower blooms,
In silence it falls away;
Yet here now, at this moment, at this place,
The world of the flower, the whole of
the world is blooming.
This is the talk of the flower, the truth
of the blossom;
The glory of eternal life is fully shining here.
It has always amazed and humbled me to how the risk to bloom can seem so insurmountable beforehand and so inevitably freeing once the threshold of suffering is crossed.
There are few sights more pleasant to the eye than a wide cotton field when it is in bloom. It presents an appearance of purity, like an immaculate expanse of light, new-fallen snow.
When you look to a field of flowers, do you see that one weed protruding out of the ground? Notice that it is your choice whether you remain fixated on that one weed, or rather choose to embrace the vast beauty among all of those flowers.
Every flower blooms in its own time.
As you bloom in new seasons, you must get down on your hands and knees, take a closer look and bravely remove the weeds.
How frail the bloom, how short the stay
That terminates us all!
Today we flourish green and gay,
Like leaves tomorrow fall.
Flowers grows in silence, quietly, slowly, passionately, with great love and with all its power just perfectly.
The bloom shriveled. No matter. Pride was dangerous,
Gorgeous flowerets in the sunlight shining, Blossoms flaunting in the eye of day, Tremulous leaves, with soft and silver lining, Buds that open only to decay.
Bloom like a flower; unfold your own beauty.
The earth laughs in flowers.
Full bloom, the pastures turning an impossible emerald green, she
Here bloom red roses, dewy wet,
And beds of fragrant mignonette.
Fair fresh leaves, and buds - and buds - tiny at first but swelling and working Magic until they burst and uncurled into cups of scent delicately spilling themselves over their brims and filling the garden air.
You're the only girl I've seen for a long time that actually did look like something blooming.
Every flower blooms at a different pace.
Out of the fragrant heart of bloom, The bobolinks are singing; Out of the fragrant heart of bloom The apple-tree whispers to the room, Why art thou but a nest of gloom While the bobolinks are singing?
Strange trails are good places to bloom.
Bloom never pissed me off because there are critics out there, and he's one of them, who take their ignorance about popular culture as a badge of intellectual prowess.
When the sappy boughs Attire themselves with blooms, sweet rudiments Of future harvest.
Flowers are the earth laughing.
A flower that grows in the shade of another blooms slowly.
The cherries' only fault: the crowds that gather when they bloom
There are no such things as Flowers there are only gladdened Leaves.
It's so damn hard to bloom ... to change. Even when you want to change, want it more than anything in the world, it's hard. Desire to change isn't enough. Or desperation. Couldn't be done without ... love,
Wild flowers grow where they will.
Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.
Hire people smarter than you are and encourage them to bloom.
A flower won't open if I yell at it and say Bloom!
Flowers are born, and they wither ...
stands for all things,
even for those things that don't flower
Remember that frost comes latest to those that bloom the highest.
Flowers grow out of dark moments.
Today I fulfill my creative side. I want to bloom wherever I am planted!
Hope is flourishing flower.
I would blossom if I were a rose.
Every flower blossoms in its sacred time.
Let love bloom like a flower with the fragrance of the garden of your heart filled with beauty, joy, and happiness.
Blooming under a cold moon, we are like fireworks ...
Rising, shining, and finally scattering and fading.
So until that moment comes when we vanish like fireworks ...
Lets us sparkle brightly,
And so we are like flowers; and bloom only, when the sun, kisses us.
Consider The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:
We are as they; Like them we fade away As doth a leaf.
Let happiness bloom.
In the caring love,
In the softness of your tender voice,
In the nonjudgmental love,
In the beauty and pureness of a smile.
The bloom fell off my branches and joy did cast off its flower
Bright cut flowers, leaves of green, bring about what I have seen
Roses bloom, and then they wither;
Cheeks are bright, then fade and die;
Shapes of light are wafted hither,
Then, like visions, hurry by.
Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
You're certainly blooming, Billy. Before my very eyes. I just don't know into what.
addition to the landscape. No other shrub can bloom almost continuously from early summer until frost. And no
The plants all know that spring will soon return,
All kinds of red and purple contend in beauty.
The poplar blossom and elm seeds are not beautiful,
They can only fill the sky with flight like snow.
Nature never holds back but never hurries.
It blooms with all its power, with all its beauty.
When the sun rises and shines,
Not all the lotus buds in the lakes and ponds bloom,
Only those that are ready, do.
The rest have to bide their time,
But all are destined to bloom,
All have to fulfill that destiny.
There is no need to despair.
When the old plum tree blooms, the entire world blooms.
A flower blossoms for its own joy.
Wondered to see, these luscious Flowers' 'Blossoming everywhere, like drops of Shower' 'WISH! My ecstasy would has that Power' 'Days come true! those for me, are so Far' ~Samar Sudha
The peach-bud glows, the wild bee hums, and wind-flowers wave in graceful gladness.
The flower replied: You fool! Do you imagine I blossom in order to be seen? I blossom for my own sake because it pleases me, and not for the sake of others. My joy consists in my being and my blossoming.
We're withering roses trying to survive all we need is a little love and care and we can be blooming again
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen and waste its sweetness on the desert air.
If we are to flourish as creative beings, if we are to grow into wholeness, we must bloom wherever we are planted.
Every flower blooms from the face of impossibility with a hope to make this world beautiful.
When a flower fails to bloom it robs the world of beauty.
The calla lilies are in bloom again.
Oh the beauty of nature!
Oh the magical heart touching flower.
My heart wants to bloom like you
with love, joy, and laughter.
There are flowers everywhere, for those who bother to look.
We should bloom like a flower without reservation or restriction, but with all our energy, power, and great love for this world.
Our blossoms of passion, gay and luxuriant flowers, are bright and full of fragrance, but they beguile us and lead us astray, and their odor is deadly.
Just might get lucky enough some random morning to burst right into bloom.
Flowers are happy things.
the beautiful roses,
If we cut open the bud of a beautiful rose in order to see how it is 'packed' and what it is going to look like, what sort of a bloom will we get?
The flowers of life are but illusions. How many fade away and leave no trace.
All the bloomy flush of life is fled.
All the stars are a riot of flowers.
Flowers have to stretch to bloom.
A flower blooms to reveal her beauty just to express her gratitude for all the life, love, and light.
O flower-de-luce, bloom on, and let the river Linger to kiss thy feet! O flower of song, bloom on, and make forever The world more fair and sweet.
Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent, April-blooms upon the breezes toss them. April knows her own, and is content.
A rose that blooms in the desert has the privilege of being the only flower for miles.
T'is the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone.
The flowers glowed in their many colors. Lakes and rivers shimmered emerald in the sunlight, and Jay's heart pounded with joy.
Each bud flowers but once and each flower has but its minute of perfect beauty; so, in the garden of the soul each feeling has, as it were, its flowering instant, its one and only moment of expansive grace and radiant kingship.
Meditation is the nourishment for flowering.
The country blooms - a garden, and a grave.