There is a forest...
There is a forest, lying 'twixt two streams,
Sung through of birds and haunted of dim dreams;
That in its league-long hand of trunk and leaf
Lifts a green wand that charms away all grief;
Wrought of quaint silence and the stealth of things,
Vague, whispering' touches, gleams and twitterings,
Dews and cool shadows--that the mystic soul
Of Nature permeates with suave control,
And waves o'er Earth to make the sad heart whole.
There lies the road, they say--
Come away! come away!
From "Field and Forest Call"
M. Cawein
Sung through of birds and haunted of dim dreams;
That in its league-long hand of trunk and leaf
Lifts a green wand that charms away all grief;
Wrought of quaint silence and the stealth of things,
Vague, whispering' touches, gleams and twitterings,
Dews and cool shadows--that the mystic soul
Of Nature permeates with suave control,
And waves o'er Earth to make the sad heart whole.
There lies the road, they say--
Come away! come away!
From "Field and Forest Call"
M. Cawein
Labels: Holiday, Photography, poetry
posted by to touch a unicorn at 10:43 PM
2 Comments:
where's this? it's beautiful.
Skiathos. It's on the Peninsula walk and leads through a forest to a small beach with rocks and another hidden cove at one end. As you say. beautiful.
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