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Song Of The Flower

This photo was taken in the Spring when flower blossoms are evident in elegant splendor. Flowers often appear as abstract paintings and present fascinating imagery. These beautiful flowers enhanced by multi-colored soft hues are my version of an imaginary “rorschach.” Delicate flowers appear to be floating in a lovely background of green that is a beautiful setting for these delicate florals. Please view this image in the larger format to appreciate the detailed and intricate imagery. I am a kind word uttered and repeated By the voice of Nature; I am a star fallen from the Blue tent upon the green carpet. I am the daughter of the elements With whom Winter conceived; To whom Spring gave birth; I was Reared in the lap of Summer and I Slept in the bed of Autumn. At dawn I unite with the breeze To announce the coming of light; At eventide I join the birds In bidding the light farewell. The plains are decorated with My beautiful colors, and the air Is scented with my fragrance. As I embrace Slumber the eyes of Night watch over me, and as I Awaken I stare at the sun, which is The only eye of the day. I drink dew for wine, and hearken to The voices of the birds, and dance To the rhythmic swaying of the grass. I am the lover’s gift; I am the wedding wreath; I am the memory of a moment of happiness; I am the last gift of the living to the dead; I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow. Khalil Gibran


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Brenda Loveless 23 Oct 2009

lovely Gibran quote; his poems are my very favorite!