"I am not just a weed in the garden..." It whispers on the wind.
Yellow petals shimmer softly.
They are tiny amber faces with little bright fingers waving quietly in the afternoon sun.
Sandy blooms sway to the birdsong drifting on the breeze.
In a brief moment they are captured by time and each blossom winks a smile then continues bathing in the golden light.
"I am not just a weed in the garden..."
It whispers.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle, 1855
The old Lakota was wise. He knew that man's heart away from nature becomes hard; he knew that lack of respect for growing, living things soon led to lack of respect for humans too. ~Chief Luther Standing Bear
You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of your grandfathers. So that they will respect the land, tell your children that the earth is rich with the lives of our kin. Teach your children what we have taught our children, that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth. If men spit upon the ground,
they spit upon themselves. ~Native American Wisdom
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The image of flower and that too in close up is looking very awesome. I too like to capture photos of flowers and that too in a close up shot. Now a days various types of cameras helps to capture minute objects too.
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