I try to be good but sometimes a person just has to break out and act like the wild and springy thing one used to be. It's impossible not to remember wild an want it back.
I don't know lots of things but I know this: next year when spring flows over the starting point I'll think I'm going to drown in the shimmering miles of it.
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What this quote means
The quote expresses a deep appreciation for the beauty of nature and the overwhelming feelings it can evoke.
Mary Oliver's quote captures the essence of renewal and the emotional intensity that comes with the arrival of spring. The imagery of spring flowing over a starting point symbolizes new beginnings and the beauty of nature, while the feeling of potentially 'drowning' suggests an overwhelming connection to the vibrant life and beauty that spring represents, illustrating how deeply one can feel in response to the natural world.
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Example use cases
During a speech about the impact of nature on our emotions, you could use this quote to illustrate the profound connection we feel in spring.
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