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The earth is not a mere fragment of dead history, stratum upon stratum like the leaves of a book, to be studied by geologists and antiquaries chiefly, but living poetry like the leaves of a tree, which precede flowers and fruit ~ not a fossil earth, but a living earth; compared with whose great central life all animal and vegetable life is merely parasitic. Its throes will heave our exuviæ from their graves ... You may melt your metals and cast them into the most beautiful moulds you can; they will never excite me like the forms which this molten earth flows out into.

The universe is composed of subjects to be communed with, not objects to be exploited. Everything has its own voice. Thunder and lightening and stars and planets, flowers, birds, animals, trees, ~~ all these have voices, and they constitute a community of existence that is profoundly related.

The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyone the sculpted flower.

I am not a lover of lawns. Rather would I see daisies in their thousands, ground ivy, hawkweed, and even the hated plantain with tall stems, and dandelions with splendid flowers and fairy down, than the too - well-tended lawn.

The tulip and the butterfly_x000D__x000D_Appear in gayer coats than I:_x000D__x000D_Let me be dressed fine as I will,_x000D__x000D_Flies, worms, and flowers exceed me still.

Good heavens, of what un costly material is our earthly happiness composed... if we only knew it. What incomes have we not had from a flower, and how unfailing are the dividends of the seasons.

How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!

Flowers are heaven's masterpiece.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower.

A weed is no more than a flower in disguise.

Hours fly,_x000D__x000D_Flowers die:_x000D__x000D_New days,_x000D__x000D_New ways:_x000D__x000D_Pass by!_x000D__x000D_Love stays.

What's our baggage? Only vows,_x000D__x000D_Happiness, and all our care,_x000D__x000D_And the flower that sweetly shows_x000D__x000D_Nestling lightly in your hair.

Oh my luve's like a red, red rose,_x000D__x000D_That's newly sprung in June;_x000D__x000D_Oh my luve's like the melodie_x000D__x000D_That's sweetly played in tune.

Who can fear_x000D__x000D_Too many stars, though each in heaven shall roll-_x000D__x000D_Too many flowers, though each shall crown the year?_x000D__x000D_Say thou dost love me, love me, love me-toll_x000D__x000D_The silver iterance!-only minding, Dear,_x000D__x000D_To love me also in silence, with thy soul.

There has fallen a splendid tear_x000D__x000D_From the passion-flower at the gate._x000D__x000D_She is coming, my dove, my dear;_x000D__x000D_She is coming, my life, my fate;_x000D__x000D_The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near;"_x000D__x000D_And the white rose weeps, "She is late;"_x000D__x000D_The larkspur listens, "I hear; I hear;"_x000D__x000D_And the lily whispers, "I wait."

If love were what the rose is,_x000D__x000D_And I were like the leaf,_x000D__x000D_Our lives would grow together_x000D__x000D_In sad or singing weather.

We all been playing those mind games forever, Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil, Doing the mind guerrilla, Some call it magic the search for the grail. Love is the answer and you know that for sure, Love is a flower you got to let it grow...

In search of my Love_x000D__x000D_I will go over mountains and strands;_x000D__x000D_I will gather no flowers,_x000D__x000D_I will fear no wild beasts;_x000D__x000D_And pass by the mighty and the frontiers.

Old sundial, you stand here for Time: For Love, the vine that round your base, Its tendrils twines, and dares to climb, And lay one flower-capped spray in grace, Without the asking on your cold, Unsmiling and unfrowning face.

Flowers are lovely; love is flower-like;_x000D__x000D_Friendship is a sheltering tree;_x000D__x000D_Oh the joys that came down shower-like,_x000D__x000D_Of friendship, love, and liberty,_x000D__x000D_Ere I was old!