Flowers appear as great gifts. Their beauty is freely available to anyone whose heart is open.
These flowers happen to live in our backyard. But millions thrive everywhere that the climate and love will nurture them. Each flower, like every example of beauty in the world, is a reflection of the divine that lives in each one of us. I hope you will listen, for a moment in this day, to the music of each of these lovely beings.
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Flowers have their own intelligence. They know about light. They understand aroma. They know the texture of their skin. They breathe as naturally as do we.
This trio (these are called "Knockout Roses") leaps from their field of green, changing the background around them to black and white.
The word we use is "purple." This iris, lying against a bed of basil, speaks her own shade.
Flower don’t sing perfection for long. In days, the sun may burn their edges turning their skin to smoke.
-Erie Chapman
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