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The Flowers Have Tender Little Souls
The flowers have tender little souls
That love, rejoice, aspire.
Each star that on its orbit rolls
Feels infinite desire.
The diamond longs to scintillate
When hid beneath the sod.
The universe is animate
With consciousness of God.
poem
by
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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