"I have gathered a posie of other men’s flowers, and nothing but the thread that binds them is mine own." --John Bartlett

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

"Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light." --Roethke

Think about it--all winter long, there are no flowers. But, all perennials sprout again in the spring, without fail, as though there had never been a winter. What is going on deep down in the earth? Somehow, inside of the seed/bulb/root, all flowers manage to keep life, though from the outside it appears dead. Shouldn't that be true of all of us? Though outside circumstances cause us to look dead, as long as there is some little light left inside of our soul, there is hope for rebirth and growth.