Friday, February 10, 2006

In the Garden Grew

A sensitive plant in a garden grew;
And the young winds fed it with silver dew;
And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light,
And closed them beneath
the kisses of night

And the spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt every where;
And each flower and herb on earth's
dark breast
Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Photo: Blue Bachelor Buttons from Mom's Garden
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  1. beautiful photo!

  2. Thank you, Alena. . .

  3. i haven't read that poem in years, thanks for sharing it and the pretty photo.


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