Monday, April 9, 2007

Hope in Season

I woke up in such a delightful mood this morning
that I wanted to share it with the world.
So here are a few words and pictures
to set the scene for whatever will be...?


"Daffodils" (1804)

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...

by William Wordsworth.


Hope in Season

Spring forth new hope on frigid air.

Retreat now winter to your lair.
It is the turn of dancing feet,
A myriad flowers, aromas sweet
Their life and hope and lack of care
A gift of joy for all to share.

by Cathy


MONA said...

..continous as thestars that shine/& twinke on the milky way/ they stretched in never ending line/ besides the margin of the bay/When oft upon my couch I lie/ In vacant or in pensive mood/ they flash upon that Inward Eye/ which is the bliss of solitude/ & then my heart with pleasure fills/ & dances with the Daffodils.

A really wonderful poem, one of my favourites...
This is about a very profound experience...
After every profound experience we become alone..We fall from our periphery to our centre..& that is Aloneness [ not to be confused with lonliness]Vacant mood is the bliss of emptying the mind...& filling the heart. That is where true communion with the existence arises.

Anonymous said...

What a great way to start my day.
I love your poem and the pictures are beautiful.
Thank you.

lime said...

lovely! thank you so much

bsoholic said...

Spring is great, and this was certainly a pleasant way to start the day! :)

Matt-Man said...

Nice job Cathy. I too, woke up in a good mood. It really hampered my ascerbic, sarcastic writing style today!! Cheers.

val said...

Step aside Wordsworth, Cathy's here. Lovely piece.

cathy said...

Mona, I am familiar with the premise and the sensation it is at such moments that we "understand" the true nature of our existence.
not with words in the mind but by touching momentarily our own true essence.

TC,lime and bsoholic,
you are most welcome and thankyou.

matt man, I,m sure you'll soon find something to gripe about:)

EBEZP said...

Well Wordsworth's all right and goes well with the pics but yours is brill!!
Pics are great.

MONA said...

Cathy..I am a bit unwell tonite..will write to you tomorrow.
Take care

cathy said...

If I was half as good as wordsworth I'd be twice as good as I am, but thanks for the ego boost.

Dan said...

It's great to wake up in a great mood isn't it ... especially on Monday. Why do you suppose you were so happy today?

I love these photos and poems. You made me smile.

EBEZP said...

I'll settle for that but you're better than that!
I'm linking you over at mine ok I really don't want to forget you again!

G-Man said...

Cathy...pretty darn good!

Maybe you'll inspire ole Top Cat to write again.

He's pretty darn good also..

You Rock Cathy...Thanks!

Serena Joy said...

That's beautiful!

Trundling Grunt said...

Lovely poem for a lovely season.

Travis said...

The Wordsworth is one of my favorites.

I also enjoyed yours very much.

Michael said...

Big Sis 1 Wordsworth 1

cathy said...

Dan, the imp of mischief bringing a twinkle to my eye.

ebezp, I link you too.
It's not a typo it's a joke!

g-man, rockin all over the world.

serena, glad you like it.

trundling grunt, what the hell kind of a name is that, and you chose it yourself! LOL.

travis, sensible name , sensible comment. Good show that man there.

michael, praise indeed from my "honesty the best policy" sibling. I am deeply gratified

Tina's Wishes and Dreams said...

For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins