Friday, April 22, 2016

The Forget - Me - Nots of Earth

“Silently, one by one,
in the infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars,
the forget - me - nots of the angels.”

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~
from "Evangeline"

This is the Garden

this is the garden: colours come and go,
frail azures fluttering from night's outer wing
strong silent greens serenely lingering,
absolute lights like baths of golden snow.
This is the garden: pursed lips do blow
upon cool flutes within wide glooms, and sing
(of harps celestial to the quivering string)
invisible faces hauntingly and slow.

This is the garden. Time shall surely reap
and on Death's blade lie many a flower curled,
in other lands where other songs be sung;
yet stand They here enraptured, as among
the slow deep trees perpetual of sleep
some silver-fingered fountain steals the world.

~ E. E. Cummings

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