Thursday, January 12, 2017

30 Paintings in 30 Days Challenge: Day 12 Splendid is the Flower

Splendid is the Flower
Copyright 2017 Hirschten
Oil on Canvas 16" x 20"

The Flower
Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.

To and fro they went
Thro' my garden bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.

Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light,
But thieves from o'er the wall
Stole the seed by night.

Sow'd it far and wide
By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried,
'Splendid is the flower! '

Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
For all have got the seed.

And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.
-Alfred Lord Tennyson 

So what the heck was Tennyson saying? 
That whether something is splendid or a weed is all based on our perception... 
how we label things,
how we divide up our world into good vs. bad. 

If you only seed weeds around you... you are "poor indeed."

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