Flowers.

Greetings..

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Magnolia, at the Light of Dawn..

Be well..
PS: ****, i can't figure out how to get bigger pics, but.. click on the pic..

[Topaz]

Originally Posted by Uhmar

The individual petals and magnificent color of the wisteria blooms always makes me think of parts of the self which are seperate but at the same time part of the whole, yet at the very core is still the gold of God's universal light and the white light of all that is.
©uh

mar

Wysteria allows women and men to express their sexuality
I love sitting in the park when the wysteria is in full bloom there is so much love in the air x

Flowers are great healers and attract Angelic beings into our daily life x

[Roselove]

do they really? i should go roll around outside in them lol

[Topaz]

Originally Posted by Rosewater

do they really? i should go roll around outside in them lol

yes breathe in their colour and just by looking at them you can recieve healing where needed x

Sometimes a bunch of flowers can last two weeks while others last a few days . My poor daffodils helped me to work on my solar pleux , I drained them of their energy lol x

Bach flower and Australian flower remedies are amazing but having the real flower in view is like nectar from the gods lol x

[Roselove]

oh wow thank you! i will

Greetings..

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Magnolia 'in the nude', after shedding her petals.. (click the pic)

Be well..

TzuJanLi))) that magnolia is off the hook it is so beautiful..it took my breath

©uhmar
mountain rhododendrin

One of natures natual fuzzy florals...basically 2 natural weed wildflowers
one golden one feather fuzzy

© uhmar

[sound]

Simply stunning Tzu

Originally Posted by TzuJanLi

Greetings..



Yet, no — not words, for they
But half can tell love's feeling;
Sweet flowers alone can say
What passion fears revealing:

Moore — The Language of Flowers.



Be well..

[Gem]

Song of The Flower


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.

But I look up high to see only the light,
And never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn.

Kahlil Gibran