They are not afraid as seasons change
Seeds of hopes deep within
The winged daughters of earth
Their smile beckons me to happiness.
Redolent love soars higher
Waving to the sky
Swaying with grace, dancing as they are
With the beats of wind.
Mother Nature’s purest form
They grow, they wilt, they spread
Eternal sojourner
Whenever a flower sleeps
A hope is born.
Linking this to WordPress Photo Challenge Optismistic
Thoughtfully Penned.
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Thank you… 🙂
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Beautiful photography, Maniparna. And what do I say about the lines? I’ve seen their magic in the form of Rakesh’s post. Just awesome. 🙂
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Nature is the best, always 🙂
Rakesh has written such a wonderful story! He is a master when it comes to story-telling… 🙂
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Beautiful beautiful! Winged daughters of the earth ! This took natural processes to a whole new world, Maniparna! A magical one😃😃
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Thanks for the nice and encouraging words….made my day… 🙂
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Then I wish all the flowers dance for you today in the wind to make your day even better. 😁
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Thank you so much for this wonderful wish… 🙂
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Lovely image that goes with your beautiful words 🙂
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Thanks a lot dear friend… 🙂
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So true, yet so beautifully expressed. 🙂 ❤
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Thanks a lot… 🙂
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Beautiful. Looking at flowers takes away all my stress. Love these snaps.
do visit https://www.facebook.com/flowerytribute/?ref=hl
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Thank s a lot… 🙂
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Gorgeous shots and words!
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Glad you liked…thanks… 🙂
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So beautiful
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Thanks a lot… 🙂
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so colorful and beautiful 🙂
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Thank you… 🙂
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Your thoughts and images are quite amazing, quite touching.
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a pink flower carries out to purity, love, and relaxation.
thanks for sharing.
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Glad you liked the flowers, pink is a pretty colour and a symbolism of love and purity…well said. Thank you so much… 🙂
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Winged daughters indeed! 🙂 I have heard that butterflies are flowers with wings and this made me think vice versa 🙂
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Yes, it sounds so meaningful… 🙂
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So beautifully penned and I so agree flowers overflow with feminism 🙂 Each stanza personifying hope 🙂 Loved it bestie 🙂
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Thanks a lot, bestie… ❤ your comment has made me happy happy…as always… 🙂
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Very beautiful and breath taking! lovely
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Thanks a lot…. 🙂
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Always a pleasure to read whatever you write. It is interesting and lovely and artistic always!
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Your words just made my day, Lynn… 🙂 ❤
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I am glad you are very talented!
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Aww..so sweet of you… thanks for the generous words….means a lot… 🙂
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🙂 xx
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Beautifully penned, Maniparna. “Whenever a flower sleeps
A hope is born.”
Flowers cheer me up too.
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Thanks, Kiran..nice to hear from you after a long time..:-) How are things going on?
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Everything is great. I’ve been travelling around, so didn’t have much time for social media. Now, I’m back to reading my favouite blogs. 😀
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Sounds great… would love to see a few travel posts on your blog… 😀
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*favourite
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Got it…. 🙂
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This is amazing…
It’s absolutely true…. Flowers do symbolizes optimism and the relevance of being patience !!! Patience for the perfect time !!
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So well said, ‘patience for the perfect time’- we all need to learn that..don’t we?
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Absolutely, I have made a mistake so am learning it now to correct myself… 🙂
Thank you
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Wish you a great and lovely week ahead… 🙂
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Thank you so much ..
It really means a lot !!
Wishes are always special & priceless 🙂
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Flowers and birds lift my spirits, Maniparna. ♡ Your use of “sojourner” is so appropriate how flower seeds travel across air and space, on bodies of animals, bees and bugs. Through seeds lifting up and flying along wind currents. Lovely! 🙂
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So true, Robin, Mother Nature has so many beauties to lift our spirits, to make us feel happy for just the reason we are living on this beautiful planet. She can make us forget all the worries, she has such power.
Thanks a lot for your comment, glad to know you liked my choice of words… 🙂
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Your flowers are awesome and definitely a sign of optimism. They bud and bloom and even after they die leave us with such a beautiful feeling on the inside. Thanks for sharing, and never ever give up your optimism in life 🙂
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Thanks a lot..so glad you liked the post 🙂 I’m an optimistic person in reality… 🙂
Welcome to my blog…
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There is magic to your words, like a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
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Thanks so much, Mary…. 🙂
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Seeds of hope deep within, captures the essence as flowers in nature are symbolic of the beauty of hope transforming into actual realizations.
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Thank you…glad you liked the theme… 🙂
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I love those lines…whenever a flower sleeps…
Hope keeps us going, that is the best message that Mother Nature has always conveyed through its symbols.
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Absolutely… I so agree with you on that…:-) Thanks a lot….
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Beautiful poem. the closing lines leave a lasting impact:
“Whenever a flower sleeps
A hope is born.”
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Thank you so much… 🙂
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Beautiful flowers with a nice text. 🙂
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Thanks a lot… 🙂
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Beautiful flowers! And your poems are resonating with the truth. 🙂
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Thank you…Flowers always make us happy and hopeful…isn’t it? 🙂 …
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We keep looking at nature to nurture our thoughts, the best source of creativity is the mother nature…you have brilliantly captured that very essence through the beauty of flowers, indeed flowers are just not flowers, these flowers are epitome of hope and these flowers are window to the artistic hand of mother nature that uses its golden touch to brush, to create its own art on the canvas of green cover…
I liked the very idea of seeds of hope deep within…
Thanks so much Maniparna for sharing such an awe-inspiring thought on nature and nurturing the creativity in nature..
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You’ve wonderfully encapsulated my thoughts in your comment. Nature herself is an inexhaustible inspiration, it changes its colours and flavours every moment, making the same canvas looking different. Even the best artist cannot concoct such a myriad of hues… 🙂
Thanks to you too for sharing your thoughts, always feels nice… 🙂
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Couldn’t help coming back again. You know what …one can just make out when you write actually what you feel…and that makes a lot of difference 🙂
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Awww…ki boli…that really made me happy and I can say the same for you… 🙂 ❤
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I agree, this is absolutely mesmerizing. How beautifully you have described the flowers dancing with the sway of winds, growing, wilting, spreading hope and love. The pictures are going perfectly with your words. Loved the poem Maniparna. 🙂
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Thank you, Somali. Flowers are always a great inspiration, I love them. Even the unknown tiny wildflowers, they are things of beauty… 🙂 Clicked those pictures as we went to a picnic a week ago… 😀
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Sometimes I’m simply amazed at the way I think like you!
As a child, whenever I used to see a dried grassy clump in summer, I used to fantasize that some naughty and sad son of any minor god was walking by and saw this beautiful world. In his jealousy, he cursed the beauty to oblivion and the world died. The flowers didn’t lose hope though, and hid their children (seeds) in an armored shield, in hope of reprieve in future. The world died.
Later the father came to know and he cried. The tears rained in the form of an elixir on that dried clump in penance. The dead grass rotted away. The armored shields broke open and a new life burgeoned. The minor god smiled.
It was very long after that I read the vedic concept of Neti Neti, which was somewhat similar to my fantasy, though at a grander scale.
…now, if this is not the eternal optimism, spell it out for me.
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Oh Yes, What a fantastic story you’ve imagined, Rakesh! It sounds like a perfect fairy tale. The sensitivity of minds often works on the same plane and, in collaboration with the right kind of imagination, they do sound similar 😀 then, the number 8 and Saturday…kuchh toh asar hogi…
Jokes apart, your story can be woven into a long one, a modern fairy tale, maybe. You can do it.
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Not a bad idea! I think, I’ll try it. Will borrow a few gods from the Greek mythology and let’s see where I reach.
Thanks a lot for the brainwave! 🙂
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Aare thanks kya… you can do the thing wonderfully… I’m sure… 🙂
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I love those opening lines:
They are not afraid as seasons change
Seeds of hopes deep within
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Thanks, Georgia… glad you liked it… 🙂
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Beautifully said Maniparna – I second ‘Love, Life and Whatever’s’ sentiment – you are Nature Poet 🙂
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Thank you…I’m really humbled… 🙂
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I have been looking for ideas/inspiration to write about flowers for some work related reason whole day and here it is.
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That’s great. Glad to know you got something inspirational from this post. Thanks a lot, Swati… 🙂
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Nature is such an amazing artist, beautifully captured ☺️
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Always, Nature is really amazing! Thanks, Andy… 🙂
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Thanks for the wish, Rinaldo… hope you had a great weekend… 🙂
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I have been ill for a little over a week, today I returned and what a beautiful delight to view the lovely flowers and embrace your delightful words! Thanks for the spiritual hugs and smiles you made to come alive today!
Hugs my sister!
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Oh! Thanks so much bro for such a wonderful comment. Wish you a speedy recovery 🙂 Take care…
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Flowers.. so beautiful thought you have put down in words again!!
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Thanks, dear… 🙂
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Wow mesmerising I call you nature poet.
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Aww..thanks Chaitali…I’m on cloud nine… 😀
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