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Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.

John Keats

Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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Dance Flower Myself Soul Steal
You are always new to me.
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Love Relationship Yourself
Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
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Ego Lose Love Yourself
What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?
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Heart Love Moon Move Myself Yourself
Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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Flower Leaving Ourselves Passion
Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.
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Cry Flower Sleep Tears Young
I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love—but if you should deny me the thousand and first—‘t would put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.
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Kiss Live Love Misery Myself Soul Thankful
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
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Bliss End Kiss Soft Vow
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
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Day End Sweet
Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
JOHN KEATS

Mental Pursue Pursuit Reality Worth
There is an old saying “well begun is half done”-’tis a bad one. I would use instead-Not begun at all ’til half done.
JOHN KEATS

Bad Beginning Myself Old
If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
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Leaving Natural Poetry Tree
Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings?
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Greatness Work
That which is creative must create itself.
JOHN KEATS

Creation Creativity Deep One Liner Wisdom
Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.
JOHN KEATS

Experience Illustration Life Reality Yourself
Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
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Dreams Fantasy Herself Sea Soft Tremble

Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.

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