Flowers bloom.

There might be others.

Flowers flinging wide their petals to embrace the day.

Then the eyes of the blind will be opened, and the ears of the deaf will be unstopped.

Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf shall be unstopped.

That flower couldn't bloom in the wintertime.

I see them bloom for me and you, and I think to myself,

My fingers are beginning to open.

Here's a letter their uncle has forwarded without opening.

Taking your puppy to a park where cherry blossoms are in bloom will make for great photo ops.

And the women of New Bedford, they bloom like their own red roses.

The stories tell how the Earth shook, and the trees suddenly burst into bloom... their petals falling gently on his still body, falling out of reverence.

I put my trust in time and waited for the rock to wear down.

He had this wonderful trick where a rose bush would bloom right in front of your eyes.

He had this wonderful trick where a rosebush would bloom right in front of your eyes.

It must be grand watching your own trees put on leaves... come into blossom and bear.

New vistas for trade, transport and communication would be opened up throughout southern Africa.

Yesterday, the lovely spring weather brought out many families to the city zoo, where flowers were in full bloom.

If you water flowers, they flourish, if you praise people, they flourish.

Flowers bloom and wither to then grow again, when the sweet song of the birds is heard in the fields and woods.

NEW DELHI Mao Zedong once famously called for the Chinese to let a hundred flowers bloom.

Interestingly, the video shows how the stores spread out like petals of a flower, ever thickening and expanding.

New opportunities for scarce capital and other resources are also opening up in the same and other areas.

Over thy wounds now do I prophesy, which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips to beg the voice and utterance of my tongue, a curse shall light upon the limbs of men.

Conceptacles open to the environment via one or many pores, depending on the species and the type of conceptacle.

Also, our minds should be open to non traditional methods, such as the participation of contingents of the conflicting parties themselves and those of a neighbouring mediating State.

Chairman Mao wanted a hundred flowers to bloom, but only so that he could cut them all off at their roots.

But roses only bloom in summer whereas the fine carnation of their cheeks is perennial as sunlight in the seventh heavens.

Driving them home, and they want them to be enlightened, so they take them to Ben Jerry's ice cream company with its own foreign policy.

As the Arab Spring unfolds at different speeds in different countries, Turkey continues to urge Arab governments to undertake genuine reform.

Driving them home, and they want them to be enlightened, so they take them to Ben amp Jerry's ice cream company with its own foreign policy.

But it's a really fertile medium, and it feels like visualizations, infographics, data visualizations, they feel like flowers blooming from this medium.

It can do this by supporting the States and parties that are turning towards the future and by stopping those that would destroy the great opportunity that has opened before us.

Still, however gloomy the outlook, we do stagger on the flowers still bloom, the breeze stirs the trees, the birds sing, and children laugh.

Well, all land plants lose water when the pores on their leaves open up during photosynthesis, and this evaporation draws more water up through their stems.

The cold war is finally over, opening up new prospects for positive change in international policies. New prospects are also opening up for concerted action and a global approach to the problems we face.

Too many powerful countries now feel able to flex their diplomatic muscles in defense of their interests. Mao s hundred flowers may have bloomed only briefly, but today s myriad species of Weltpolitik are certain to bloom perennially.

We hang on to Muhannad and Noor, their fights and their love, their clothes, their haircuts, their natural surroundings, and the stupid details of their lives for an entire hour every night. Every night we escape our huge problems which are getting bigger by the day.

Elsewhere match that bloom of theirs, ye cannot, save in Salem, where they tell me the young girls breathe such musk, their sailor sweethearts smell them miles off shore, as though they were drawing nigh the odorous Moluccas instead of the Puritanic sands.