Friday, September 12, 2008

Daffodils


Its amazing how words can have a deep effect on a soul. Therefore,words in a poem don't just deliver meaning, they have their own identity, making the reader feel the poem instead of just reading it.
Here is one of my favorite poems, when I first read it, I flew beneath the trees, felt the breeze blow in my face, and danced with the daffodils :)


Daffodils

by William
Wordsworth

I wander'd 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 stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.



1 comment:

Abida A said...

wow! I had a similar post years ago too! with the poem, with the pic of the flower...and i came across this and was totally in shock :O

I loved that poem back at school....so calming :)