A Quote by Warsan Shire

My heart is a flower blossoming out of my mouth. — © Warsan Shire
My heart is a flower blossoming out of my mouth.
We have the promises of God as thick as daisies in summer meadows, that death, which men most fear, shall be to us the most blessed of experiences, if we trust in him. Death is unclasping; joy, breaking out in the desert; the heart, come to its blossoming time! Do we call it dying when the bud bursts into flower?
Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.
The tints of autumn...a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.
Blossoming and unfolding are basically the same thing, but blossoming is more romantic.
Creativity is our true nature; blocks are an unnatural thwarting of a process at once as normal and as miraculous as the blossoming of a flower at the end of a slender green stem.
A flower is not a flower. It is made only of non-flower elements - sunshine, clouds, time, space, earth, minerals, gardeners, and so on. A true flower contains the whole universe. If we return any one of these non-flower elements to its source, there will be no flower.
Spiritual blossoming simply means blossoming in life in all dimensions - being happy, at ease with yourself and with everybody around you.
Every flower about a house certifies to the refinement of somebody. Every vine climbing and blossoming tells of love and joy
All beings are flowers blossoming In a blossoming universe.
A line runs from the meditations of the heart to the words of the mouth. The meditations are not clear to us until the mouth utters its words. If what the mouth utters is unclear or foolish or mendacious, it must be that the meditations are the same. But the line runs both ways. The words of the mouth will become the meditations of the heart, and the habit of loose talk loosens the fastenings of our understanding.
Devils can be driven out of the heart by the touch of a hand on a hand, or a mouth on a mouth.
I am a beautiful flower that is blossoming more and more each day. I delight in my world, and my world delights in me.
Very often, people are obsessed with what others think of them. It's like if a flower wants to be a cactus or a palm but it's not. A flower is a flower, and that's enough. That's all you have to do is be a flower.
We think a flower on a cliff is beautiful Because we stop our feet at the cliff's edge Unable to step out into the sky Like that fearless flower --Sosuke Aizen,Flower on the Precipice
God's foremost treasure on earth Is my ever-blossoming Gratitude-heart.
Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence? I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak of gold from yonder clouds. Open your doors and look abroad. From your blossoming garden gather fragrant memories of the vanished flowers of an hundred years before. In the joy of your heart may you feel the living joy that sang one spring morning, sending its glad voice across a hundred years.
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