garden

Be the gardener of love and joy, Happiness will bloom in your garden.

... ancient days of sorrowancient days of pain-heartaches of the pastslowly began to wane ...(from gleaning granules)

You are my wine, my joy,My garden, my springtime,My slumber, my repose,Without you, I can't cope.

Self-esteem is the garden in which passion bears success flowers. Most people can__ stand out to stand for what supposed to belong to them just because; they feel it can__ be theirs, so it__ not theirs.

Two people, one city, different times; connected by a memoir. Can love exist in a city destined for decades of misery?

I love the beauty of nature.

I loved you, I did. I believe I even sold myself a bit: on your love, my lust, your hair and just the way we stood there. How the air smelled of you, the way your shirt was cursed with blues. The way we danced by the ocean in front your mini-garden. The white fence, your loveliness and the heavenly kisses. It__l always be the sheets, lying beside, holding your arm and kissing your hair in a loving stride.

This is God's universe and he is the master gardener of all. If we were to eliminate all colors in his garden,then what would be a rainbow with only one color? Or a garden with only one kind of flower? Why would the Creator create a vast assortment of plants, ethnicities, and animals, if only one beast or seed is to dominate all of existence?

Artists are the flowers of our world. The best ones are those who can stand out from the crowd by becoming a memorable flower _ one that moves us, inspires us, and makes us think hard. A flower with no smell to it is just something to look at. A flower that emits a beautiful fragrance is the one we want in our homes and on our walls. Your mission as an artist, is to become the best-smelling flower in the world, so that when the day finally comes when you are plucked from the ground, the world will cry for the loss of your mind-stimulating fragrance. Be different. Be original. Nobody will remember a specific flower in garden loaded with thousands of the same yellow flower, but they will remember the one that managed to change its color to purple.

This is my mind's garden, I tend it; I order it. I have nothing to fear.

In the beginning was the word and the word was love and love was imagination. When love takes us through the sun-dappled garden of our imagination, no stalking horses can perturb the rainbow in our mind or fade out its bright colors reflecting in the blue sky of our memory. ("Alpha and Omega")

All too soon the garden of childhood is paved cold with the asphalt roads of adulthood. And while it is not within her power to halt this unrelenting progression, a mother can diligently guard this most precious garden and insure that the roads become gentle paths that wind through it instead of byways that kill it.

Talk a walk with me through nature and let__ gaze on the marvelous wonders of creation.

I have been finding treasures in places I did not want to search. I have been hearing wisdom from tongues I did not want to listen. I have been finding beauty where I did not want to look. And I have learned so much from journeys I did not want to take. Forgive me, O Gracious One; for I have been closing my ears and eyes for too long. I have learned that miracles are only called miracles because they are often witnessed by only those who can can see through all of life's illusions. I am ready to see what really exists on other side, what exists behind the blinds, and taste all the ugly fruit instead of all that looks right, plump and ripe.

The first sight I beheld when I first awakened was a pair of eyes filled with pure adoration and a joyful grin that shone more brightly than the afternoon sun. Though he hadn__ spoken a single word, I knew exactly who he was. He was my creator _ my Lord _ my God.

The peace of the gardens and the kindly lights in the windows poured a tender influence into his restless heart.

In the graveyard built on a garden. The death of Every flower added a little life to the heart of the corpses buried deep inside.

My daughter and two sons are the flowers in my heart and garden.