Dancing With the Daffodils

In lieu of an official blog post today, I thought I would take the opportunity to share one of my favorite poems with you. I love this poem, simply love it. It reminds me that although life may sometimes seem dark, or closed, or just cluttered, there is pure loveliness out there, and we can revisit it whenever we wish.

“I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD”
by William Wordsworth

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.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did 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.

May you have a happy Memorial Day, my friends! And may you find a host of daffodils for your very own.

Share

Speak Your Mind

*

Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting.