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Sunflowers I spotted along the Autoroute du Soleil in France.

Sunflowers I spotted along the Autoroute du Soleil in France.

Poor dead flower? when did you forget you were a flower? when did you look at your skin and decide you were an impotent dirty old locomotive? the ghost of a locomotive? the specter and shade of a once powerful mad American locomotive? You were never no locomotive, Sunflower, you were a sunflower!” — Allen Ginsberg, from “Sunflower Sutra”

Pinterest has done many wonderful things for me. I’ve learned more about fashion and designers and models and actors. Even though I initially refused to create a board dedicated to quotes and sayings, they have slowly found their way into my other categories. I found many words of inspiration through Pinterest — and almost many misquotes.

I learned to look up a quote before posting it, and in this case I am especially glad I did. I searched “We’re all golden sunflowers inside,” by Allen Ginsberg. The results were clear: his “Sunflower Sutra.” But the poem I read in its entirety provided much more pleasure than the simple, slightly misquoted phrase I found on Pinterest.

I can’t pretend I interpret poetry well or correctly, but I can (usually) recognize how it makes me feel personally. “We’re golden sunflowers inside, blessed by our own seed,” says a line near the end that initially lead me to this poem. It reminds me to embrace the blessings in my life and my own assets, beauty and positivity, regardless of the day I have or the gray mood I might fall into during these frigid months.

Just like the sunflowers, always turn your face toward the light.