Flowers blooming in my garden this morning. It is bittersweet to see so many of my plants coming back after a long barren winter. At the same time, I am also reminded of the people who will never come back again and the void they've left in the landscape of my life.
"To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in a hour."
William Blake, "Auguries of Innocence"