On being asked, Whence is the flower?
On being asked, Whence is the flower?
Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.
Crime and punishment grow out of one stem. Punishment is a fruit that, unsuspected, ripens within the flower of the pleasure that concealed it.
Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it.
Earth laughs in flowers to see her boastful boys Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs Who steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet Clear of the grave.
Earth laughs in flowers.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories