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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>About Flowers And Trees</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why did the chrysanthemum wait long<br>to open it's quivering twisted rays? <br>When other flowers are gone it grows strong<br>in these much more colder wintry days</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with cups making blossoms like anemones<br>some seen as feathery, plumed, or spidery<br>growing big or smaller in shaded tones, <br>in the winter portraying nature's imagery</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in bronze, brown, purple, red, pink and white<br>with a single or semi-double blossom<br>growing to man's and the Creator's delight<br>when ripe makes growing very unwholesome.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why was it not sprouting, rising, growing<br>at the beginning of the lovely spring? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At the beginning of the lovely spring <br>in the veldt among big acacia trees<br>when the first drops of rain are visiting, <br>drawing new life, flowers and buzzing bees</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I find the bulbous hyacinth flowering, <br>and its appearance, its fragrance<br>is almost totally overpowering <br>when it makes its sudden appearance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with pale-blue petals of strings all opening<br>smelling like a tiny perfumery, <br>with bell shaped small cups that are hanging<br>bright among the green and brown scenery</div><div style="margin:10px 0">displaying the joys of living and life, <br>many times have I counted groups of five.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Many times have I counted groups of five, <br>in things making the way that nature is<br>and have seen five eggs coming to live, <br>five leaves on flowers with five small bees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even on some trees that number is right<br>but strangely sometimes it might be wrong<br>and while in nature I walk along, <br>I see different flowers in a throng, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">hear various birds singing their beautiful song, <br>there's something in all flowers, in each tree<br>that tells something about its makers will<br>who makes all things how they are to be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have seen even five bundles to a sheaf; <br>the trees are butting in flower and leaf.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The trees are butting in flower and leaf<br>as if some kind of magic word was said, <br>in rejoicing without any small grief, <br>the growing long green stems upwards do spread</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as if new life has come to them again<br>like from scratch they are programmed to do, <br>after receiving power from summer rain<br>but like humans sometimes they do die too</div><div style="margin:10px 0">carrying more bountiful each summer day<br>to the custom of their kind and their breed<br>till the summer suddenly dwindles away, <br>again they are stripped as if in need</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I like the fragrant fresh smell the best, <br>while walking through a huge pine forest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">V</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While walking through a huge pine forest<br>a gentle wind like a friend greeted me<br>and for lingering long moments I did rest, <br>feeling from the whole big world somewhat free</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and it was filled with the catching smell<br>of pine trees and soft in its embrace<br>for many moments long did I there dwell, <br>by songs of twittering birds amazed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I then longed forever to be<br>among the flying birds, the buzzing bees<br>and the soft shadows, the tranquillity<br>of the peaked mountain, the large trees, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but sometimes lightning falls in a blue-white spark, <br>when the stormy wind blows strong in the dark.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the stormy wind blows strong in the dark <br>and the dark black evening suddenly glows<br>and the wind whispers with a howling bark<br>among the waving, rocking trees and throws</div><div style="margin:10px 0">branches breaking, snapping, twisting, tearing; <br>you can hear that great savage strange beast<br>walking about, awoke from slumber stirring<br>during winter in the forest, in the east</div><div style="margin:10px 0">suddenly coming to its greatest strength<br>somewhere in the thick enveloping fog<br>as the long night draws out darker at length<br>while its breaking, mauling log upon log, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">from this windy monster I want to be free, <br>let me find some peace and tranquillity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me find some peace and tranquillity<br>at some places where man have never trod, <br>experience the greatest kind of beauty<br>that still is spared from the iron rod</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with which man rules cities, huge countries<br>let me see miracles, see nature's joys, <br>away form buildings and big industries, <br>far away from the scorn, the manmade noise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me smell some sweet wild flowers and lie<br>on wild grass to find nature's peace and rest<br>under a clear blue unpolluted sky, <br>away from even them whom I love best</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I wonder before the winter comes along, <br>why did the chrysanthemum wait long?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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Why did the chrysanthemum wait long
to open it's quivering twisted rays? 
When other flowers are gone it grows strong
in these much more colder wintry days

with cups making blossoms like anemones
some seen as feathery, plumed, or spidery
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