Four days
Her petals furled
Gainst chilling wind and rain.
Came sun and rose disclosed her heart
Purr gold
Emma Berthelot
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
William Wordworth
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of
strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something
infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature— the assurance
that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.
Rachel Carson
The photo is of Sally, who is poetry in a picture.
Lovely! The photo of Sally is such an interesting work of art...
ReplyDeleteThat's such a cool picture of Sally. How'd you do that?!
ReplyDeleteVery clever first poem and I always think of the second whenever I see stands of daffodils in spring.
We are bless to have such creative people in our lives. Sally photo is just such a example.
ReplyDeleteDid you alter the photo digitally? I like the Wordsworth poem and that last quote.
ReplyDeleteThe photos on the iPhone look great until you try and enlarge them. Maybe it is because when I forwarded them by email I only did it as medium size. I don't know. Will continue to play but wasn't happy with the way the photos looked when I posted. If I had gone x-large with them like I usually do, they would have been very fuzzy.
Have a great day. Tammy
Love the poem and quote by Rachel Carson. How wonderful that dawn comes after the night.
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