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Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
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And death shall have no dominion.
Dead man naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
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A dented spider like a snow drop white
On a white Heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of lifeless satin cloth -
Saw ever curious eye so strange a sight? -
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COME away, come away, death,
And in sad cypres let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
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Everything on the earth bristled, the bramble
pricked and the green thread
nibbled away, the petal fell, falling
until the only flower was the falling itself.
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A flower was offered to me,
Such a flower as May never bore;
But I said 'I've a pretty rose tree,'
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I am a little purple flower
My petals so extremely small
I 've stood in the grass for many an hour
Enjoying a breeze most of all
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Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not! I fear lest it
droop and drop into the dust.
I may not find a place in thy garland, but honour it with a touch of
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I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
On a white heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth --
Assorted characters of death and blight
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The beautiful, the fair, the elegant,
Is that which pleases us, says Kant,
Without a thought of interest or advantage.
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All all and all the dry worlds lever,
Stage of the ice, the solid ocean,
All from the oil, the pound of lava.
City of spring, the governed flower,
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Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.
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Cover mine eyes, O my Love!
Mine eyes that are weary of bliss
As of light that is poignant and strong
O silence my lips with a kiss,
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Nature is beautiful
nature is fun
love it or hate it
nature is something to love
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I saw a nice little flower…
Enjoying herself in the nice warm fields…
The place felt fine, what a beautiful sight! !
Why didn't it come yesterday? !
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In the light of the silent stars that shine on the struggling sea,
In the weary cry of the wind and the whisper of flower and tree,
Under the breath of laughter, deep in the tide of tears,
I hear the Loom of the Weaver that weaves the Web of Years.
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Down in a green and shady bed,
A modest violet grew;
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head
As if to hide from view.
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not of silver nor of coral,
but of weatherbeaten laurel.
Here, he introduced a sea
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I lift my heart as spring lifts up
A yellow daisy to the rain;
My heart will be a lovely cup
Altho' it holds but pain.
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(for an image posted by James Koehnline on Jan.18)
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For me this image expresses how some plants develop the supporting parts of a flower into a niche-like housing that serves to highlight the seeds and seed case. The sepal bract and surrounding base of leaves may turn into a succulent mount, like a pedestal. As if Mother Nature chooses this manner of presentation to convey value. In some plants the supporting parts of the flower swell up, get juicy, and fuse into the fruit--- as in an apple. In other plants the calyx develops into a compartmented pod. In a lotus the calyx keeps its original shape, enlarged until it looks like a display case. No wonder people think there are flower fairies. The processes of fructification and pod formation can choose different avenues: for some plants it's centered around the pistil, for some the calyx. In some plants there's a major swelling and wrapping around of the sepals. When a chimerical flower image plays with this theme, it makes me think that we can imagine things through Mother's Nature's eyes. We can think of her riffling through her deck of possibilities, to endow each kind of flower with a particular identity, a seemingly fanciful package of features. There are even fruits in which texture is tweaked for special effects, for instance a pear with its specialized cells for slight grittiness. The suite of identifying features in a given type of seed pod is similarly rich. Considering the potential for variety, it seems we are being served with a feast of visual effects.
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Ability of this lovely flower! Beauty of this peaceful garden of love;
Questions and answers along the line,
Under the romance of nature! ! !
Able to see the light of the truth and, to water this flower with love.
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Precious flower sitting in a buttonhole like a rabbit in a bolthole
Won't you show your face in the moonlight tonight?
Precious flower how do I garden, now winter has turned up its collar
Precious flower how do I garden, now summer has turned its back on me
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You are the flower of benevolence
Who bloomed the little flowers
You are the flower of wisdom
Who discovered the Mystics of our kingdom
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A Real Flower
A real flower always remains a flower,
It dances with breeze and lives
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We'll be coming around the Mountain Top when she comes.
We'll be coming around the Mountain Top when she comes.
We'll be singing Hallelujah to God when she comes.
We'll be singing Hallelujah to God when she comes.
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There is a Red Flower far away! !
Far away from me;
But the aroma of this flower reaches me over here,
Over here in my land.
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A new flower has blossomed-
Hither to unknown flower that is. Perhaps, at some point in time a few sages, a few saints would have described about that flower. But no one had an experience of that flower so far. By and large people are not heedful to sages and saints, is it not? Geniuses, intellectuals are not at all aware of that flower. That is a nameless and creedless flower and that was not touched by any religion.
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