Be like the flower, turn your faces to the sun. ~Kahlil Gibran
My mind often wanders to a place where there is no more systematic enslavement of life in our world. It could be that I am imagining some era long gone by, a Golden Age when humanity was able to flourish. Or perhaps these are visions of a future reality. MayBee the seeds have already been planted on this planet, planned in advance, and now is the time when we see this amazing world come to fruition.
The men of experiment are like the ant; they only collect and use. But the bee . . . gathers its materials from the flowers of the garden and of the field, but transforms and digests it by a power of its own. ~ Leonardo da Vinci
The flower above is a recent artifact of my alchemical endeavors, given as a gilded gift. One of the reasons I enjoy painting so much is that it inspires others to also develop their talents. Viewing our world with an artist’s eyes allows a person to see colors, shapes, textures, lines, curves, and angles in a much different light. Visual surrounding are connected in ways hitherto unseen. Sometimes it becomes apparent to me that some of the best composition comes from organic composting.
Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life. ~Jean Giraudoux
A flower’s fragrance declares to all the world that it is fertile, available, and desirable, its sex organs oozing with nectar. Its smell reminds us in vestigial ways of fertility, vigor, life-force, all the optimism, expectancy, and passionate bloom of youth. We inhale its ardent aroma and, no matter what our ages, we feel young and nubile in a world aflame with desire. ~Diane Ackerman
Do we keep the fruits of our labors? Do they get bruised and (b)eaten? Are they a product of love? Or just produce?
Every child is born a naturalist. His eyes are, by nature, open to the glories of the stars, the beauty of the flowers, and the mystery of life. ~R. Search
He who is born with a silver spoon in his mouth is generally considered a fortunate person, but his good fortune is small compared to that of the happy mortal who enters this world with a passion for flowers in his soul. ~Celia Thaxter
All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seeds of today. ~Indian Proverb
I was on air for a surprise Sunday night show. Listen here:
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.