Video of Flowers in Growth (Time Lapse)

 Video - The Lotus

The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose.

              - Hada Bejar

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Exiled are we.  Were exiles born.

The "far away," language of desert, language of ocean, language of sky,

as of the unfathomable worlds that lie

between the apple and the eye,

these are are the only words we learn to say.

Each morning we devour the unknown. 

Each day we find, and take, and spill, or spend, or lose,

a sunflower splendor of which none knows the source.

 - Conrad Aiken, excerpt from the poem "A Letter from Li Po" in the book the Collected Poems by. C. Aiken, Oxford University Press