Painting by Anna-Louisa Flint aged about 5 at the time. *
By moonlit night
she wakes and wanders
the wild wood path adorning
so seldom glimpsed by human kind
shimmering through the dappled light
she wends her way along the creek
her eyes with stars aglimmer
reflections from a sighing pool
only the open mind can see.
*
A small girl hurries dreamily
a summer garland in her hand
knowing there is a unicorn
in noon-day's heat she's singing
and lo the singing draws her nigh
to answer childish dreaming
their wishes realized
the garland round her neck lies gleaming
*
Believe the tales that children tell
the truths we have forgotten
drink deeply from the unspoilt well
and drift into the world once lost
to marvel at it's splendour.
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Beautiful everywhere!! Painting... the poem and the rolling wonder...
ReplyDeleteThe happiness from your heart filled with hope comes through so gently..
You have such a sweet soul Arija. and I love how you appreciate what we have to treasure in this world.
Thank you.
Such a beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteYour skywatch picture is beautiful and I'd love to walk down that road.
Thanks for stopping by my blog.
You may not be able to walk along with me, but you can walk along with me on MyWalk blog.
Hi: I wanted to invite you to Mailbox Monday
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem and photos that complement it very well. Fine sentiment and solid photography!
ReplyDeleteHi Arija, what a beautiful post.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is full of tenderness. Bless you.
"Believe the tales that children tell the truths we have forgotten
ReplyDeletedrink deeply from the unspoilt well
and drift into the world once lost
to marvel at it's splendour.
I absolutely love this last part! It's so thought provoking and beautiful!
Wow, what a lovely poem Arija. The photo is fabulous too. Like Willow, that last part is so beautiful. Never lose the child in you.
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What a nice post to read after a looong day...the artwork, the poetry... sigh....
ReplyDeleteVery lovely. :) Reminiscent of the innocence of my girlhood. Thanks for that!
ReplyDeleteARIJA ~ Thanks for your nice comments about my Colorado Photos and for teaching me a new word! I LOVE unicorns and revere you for your poetry and photography!
ReplyDeleteHi, just found your blog again, lost a lot when computer died,
ReplyDeleteLove your Poem Unicorn and your Photos.
Believe the tales that children tell ...
ReplyDeleteI do love the whole poem, though! :-)
Thank you for visiting my blog.
Danke für die netten Zeilen,
sie haben mich wieder hierhergebracht, immer ein schöner Moment.
What a neat blog! I'm really impressed and inspired by your creativity. Thanks so much for stopping by my blog with your kind words, so that I could discover yours! Bonnie
ReplyDeleteHow lovely. Both poem and painting.
ReplyDeleteGwen,
ReplyDeleteas always, you make my heart sing....
Happyone
thank you for the extended hand, of course I will!
Love heart,
where we are there are only post office boxes, but thank you for the invitation.
Don
I thank you for your kind words and hope to see you again.
Annette emms
Thanks, I do my megre best.
Willow'
from you, that is praise indeed.
Sometimes a little something weaves itself together...
Gina,
a little encouragement goes a long way, thanks.
Rambling woods,
glad could ease the strain a little...
Lana,
if I have wakened some memories,it is a great reward for me.
Sandy,
now if I could paint like you, it would make me just about perfect????
Genie
thanks, come again.
Merisi,
how kind, I love roaming Vienna and surrounds with you.
Bonnie story,
Now that you have, feel free to come again.
pamela, terry and the beautiful edward,
My little ditties can't match your lyrical prose, but thank you. Must disclaim on the painting that was my granddaughter.
Arija, I'm enjoying my visit to your lovely site. Your photos are breathtaking. I especially love the ones taken in the morning mists.
ReplyDeleteYour pictures and words evoke a simple magic. Thank you for sharing it.
Marnie
Marnie,
ReplyDeleteGlad you could make it. I do hope you come again.