Amaranthine is one of those lovely poetic words that I adore sprinkling into various conversations and journal entries (okay, perhaps I utilize it a bit more in written form where I can wax poetic without raising too many eyebrows or sounding quirkily maudlin and twee, not that I mind the odd look or two, but I digress…hehe). Amaranthine is a beautiful word to say, to write and to read and I think it’s a shame that it’s not used more. Naturally, most poetic words do have a musical way about them and one that not only expresses eternal, undying beauty but also denotes a gorgeous, rich color is aces in my vocabulary!
“Tis hers to pluck the amaranthine flower Of faith, and round the sufferer’s temples bind Wreaths that endure affliction’s heaviest shower, And do not shrink from sorrow’s keenest wind.” ~ William Wordsworth (Weak is the Will of Man)
“Hope plucks amaranthine joys from bowers of bliss.” ~ William Cowper (Hope)
All I know is that each season has a certain hold, of amaranthine design, of my heart, my soul and my mind!
Namaste ~ Ella
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