Flowers
Oh, why for us the blighted bloom! The blossom that lies withering! The Master of Life's changeless loom Hath wrought for us no changeless thing. Where grows the rose of fadeless Grace? Wherethrough the Spirit manifests The fact of an immortal race, The dream on which religion rests. Where buds the lily of our Faith? That grows for us in unknown wise, Out of the barren dust of death, The pregnant bloom of Paradise. In Heaven! so near that flowers know! That flowers see how near! - and thus Reflect the knowledge here below Of love and life unknown to us.
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"Oh, why for us the blighted bloom!..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Madison Julius Cawein delivers a powerful performance in "Flowers"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...