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Ich ging im Walde
So für mich hin,
Und nichts zu suchen,
Das war mein Sinn.
Im Schatten sah ich
Ein Blümchen stehn,
Wie Sterne leuchtend
Wie Äuglein schön.
Ich wollt es brechen,
Da sagt' es fein:
Soll ich zum Welken,
Gebrochen sein?
Ich grubs mit allen
Den Würzeln aus,
Zum Garten trug ichs
Am hübschen Haus.
Und pflanzt es wieder
Am stillen Ort;
Nun zweigt es immer
Und blüht so fort.
~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Real loves will not want to cut us to put us in a vase to look at, they will help nurture us so we will continue to grow ever bolder and more beautiful. It is he that is being selfish to not allow you to be yourself.
*hugs*
I hope your garden grows wildly and your flowers touch the sky.
Always,
Liebling