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This is the real secret of life — to be completely engaged with what you are doing in the here and now. And instead of calling it work, realise it is play. The only thing that is ultimately real about your journey is the step that you are taking at this moment. That’s all there ever is. I’m here to tell you that the path to peace is right there, when you want to get away. When you are present, you can allow the mind to be as it is without getting entangled in it. If you miss the present moment, you miss your appointment with life. That is very serious!

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Golden Daffodils


Daffodils - watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm - 5.5" x 7.5" - Maree©
(From my "No sketching" journal)


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 Wordsworth, "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud," 1804

4 comments:

  1. Daffies, Spring! Wonderful! And such memories of English poetry in school!

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  2. Aaaah, the good old school days! Mine are much too far in the past to remember! lol

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  3. How well we know those words! I giggled to read about your "no sketching" journal!Lovely yellow daffodils! I saw something new and interesting on Fb too, but you have your system, so I will wait!

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  4. Ah, pleased you like it Marie! May I ask, pray, what you saw on FB...? You've got me all curious now...!

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