For I shall learn from flower and leaf, That color every drop they hold, To change the lifeless wine of grief To living gold.
Interpretation
The quote highlights the importance of transformation and finding beauty in sorrow.
Sara Teasdale's quote emphasizes the idea of learning from nature, specifically flowers and leaves, that can teach us to transform our grief into something beautiful and valuable, represented as 'living gold.' It suggests that through understanding and appreciating the world around us, we can change our perspective on loss and sorrow into something vibrant and meaningful.
In practice
In a speech about resilience, one might use this quote to illustrate how we can find beauty in our struggles.
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From my spirit's gray defeat, From my pulse's flagging beat, From my hopes that turned to sand Sifting through my close-clenched hand, From my own fault's slavery, If I can sing, I still am free. For with my singing I can make A refuge for my spirit's sake, A house of shining words, to be My fragile immortality.
I thought of you and how you love this beauty, And walking up the long beach all alone I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder As you and I once heard their monotone. Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me The cold and sparkling silver of the sea -- We two will pass through death and ages lengthen Before you hear that sound again with me.
Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer, Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing, Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects, Ceaseless, insistent. The grasshopper's horn, and far-off, high in the maples, The wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence Under a moon waning and worn, broken, Tired with summer.
Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten, Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold, Let it be forgotten forever and ever, Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.
Until I lose my soul and lie Blind to the beauty of the earth, Deaf though shouting wind goes by, Dumb in a storm of mirth; Until my heart is quenched at length And I have left the land of men, Oh, let me love with all my strength Careless if I am loved again.
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