"Hast thou ever raised thy mind to the consideration of existence, in and by itself, as the mere act of existing? Hast thou ever said to thyself thoughtfully 'It is'... If thou hast indeed attained to this, thou wilt have felt the presence of a mystery, which must have fixed thy spirit in awe and wonder."
Coleridge writing in The Friend. This would be an apt summary of Graves' state of mind in his late flower painting, stripped of symbolism, and delighting in their 'suchness', their being just so.