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If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.

John Keats

Health is the greatest of blessings – with health and hope we should be content to live.
JOHN KEATS

Blessing Greatness Health Hope Live
O aching time! O moments big as years!
JOHN KEATS

Big Hurt Moments Time
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Breathe Dreams Health Joy Love Quiet Sleep
Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
JOHN KEATS

Ego Lose Love Yourself
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
JOHN KEATS

Imagination Monk Myself Temple
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.
JOHN KEATS

Cry Flower Sleep Tears Young
Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine – Unweave a rainbow.
JOHN KEATS

Angel Line Myself Mystery Philosophy Rule Wings
Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
JOHN KEATS

Better Human Nature View
All writing is a form of prayer.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Prayer Writing
Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?
JOHN KEATS

Bright Listening Moon Night Stars Talk Time
She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
JOHN KEATS

Hands Herself Himself Kiss
A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
JOHN KEATS

Beyond Dreams Hope Shadow
My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
JOHN KEATS

Breathe Love Selfish Yourself
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
JOHN KEATS

Intelligence Necessary Pain Philosophy See Soul Trouble World
We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.
JOHN KEATS

Attachment Invention Ourselves Separate World
Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
JOHN KEATS

Advice Deep Flower Juice Poison Rich

If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.

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