
Often we run around busy, giving importance to this and that, and yet what is deepest in our heart remains there unchanged, like flowers within.
We have been sold a lifestyle,
when what our soul desired was life.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
The mountain slopes crawl with lumberjacks,
Axing everything in sight
Yet crimson flowers burn along the stream.
Chin-doba
Thanks for these reminders and the beauty of flower images.