And what a congress of stinks!- Roots ripe as old bait, Pulpy stems, rank, silo-rich, Leaf mold, manure, lime, piled against slippery planks, Nothing would give up life: Even the dirt kept breathing a small breath.
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I came where the river Ran over stones; My ears knew An early joy. And all the waters Of all the streams Sang in my veins That summer day.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses a deep connection with nature and the joy it brings.
The quote portrays a vivid memory of encountering nature's beauty, where the sound of water flowing over stones fills the speaker with joy and a sense of vitality. It evokes the sensory experience of being in nature, suggesting that such moments can resonate within us deeply, almost like a song in our veins, symbolizing life and happiness during a cherished summer day.
Themes
NatureJoyWaterRiverSummerBeauty
In practice
Example use cases
Sharing this quote during a talk about the importance of nature for mental health.
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