● T h r e e ● S i s t e r s ●
Flower is not concerned with how he will bloom
or whether it will happen sooner or later than other flowers.
When the moment is right,
it opens and turns towards the light,
even when it's cloudy.
When it blooms, it shows its most brilliant splendor,
but when the time comes, it does not hesitate to let go of all its petals...
I have learned a lot from flowers and I am still learning
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Technique: Acrylic on Framed Board
Size: 50 x 70 cm
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“I ask a flower, “How is it you are so wise so young?”
“With the first morning wind and
the first dew, I lost my innocence.”
I follow the one who showed me the way.
I extend one hand up, and with the other I touch the ground.
A great branch leans down from the sky.
How long will I keep talking of up and down?
This is not my home:
silence, annihilation, absence!
I go back where everything is nothing.”
“With the first morning wind and
the first dew, I lost my innocence.”
I follow the one who showed me the way.
I extend one hand up, and with the other I touch the ground.
A great branch leans down from the sky.
How long will I keep talking of up and down?
This is not my home:
silence, annihilation, absence!
I go back where everything is nothing.”
● Rumi ●
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