A thing of beauty is a joy forever

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth….
(John Keats)

In the midst of dreary, sometimes sad days, when the world is too much with us (Wordsworth) or when the best seem to lack all conviction and the worst are full of passionate intensity (Yeats) we need to stay quiet and watch for what is beautiful around and in us, for a thing of beauty is a joy forever (Keats).

I look outside and this is what I see, a garden of flowers and colors after the long winter:

Backyard Garden

After the long days of winter, it was hard to believe that there was life in the ground waiting to burst out. But these gifts of spring are enough to show me that some things are worth the wait, like soul mates, good friends, work to be done and flowers. The flowers teach taking the long view, remembering what can yet be, and most of all patience. And in this age, this is worth knowing.

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