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Thursday, April 21, 2011

Birds of Passage

For the next week, I will have the Birds of Passage Collection of Papercrafts.  Today I begin with a poem
Birds of Passage a poem

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Birds of Passage



Black shadows fall

From the lindens tall,

That lift aloft their massive wall

Against the southern sky;



And from the realms

Of the shadowy elms

A tide-like darkness overwhelms

The fields that round us lie.



But the night is fair,

And everywhere

A warm, soft vapor fills the air,

And distant sounds seem near;



And above, in the light

Of the star-lit night,

Swift birds of passage wing their flight

Through the dewy atmosphere.



I hear the beat

Of their pinions fleet,

As from the land of snow and sleet

They seek a southern lea.



I hear the cry

Of their voices high

Falling dreamily through the sky,

But their forms I cannot see.



Oh, say not so!

Those sounds that flow

In murmurs of delight and woe

Come not from wings of birds.



They are the throngs

Of the poet's songs,

Murmurs of pleasures, and pains, and wrongs,

The sound of winged words.



This is the cry

Of souls, that high

On toiling, beating pinions, fly,

Seeking a warmer clime.



From their distant flight

Through realms of light

It falls into our world of night,

With the murmuring sound of rhyme.


Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



Have a wonderful day!  Think of all the beauty of nature that surrounds us.
Living in God's Graces,
Kim B
"Flowers are appearing on the earth. The season for singing has come.









The cooing of doves is heard in our land."

Song of Solomon 2:12 (NIRV

2 comments:

  1. I'm a huge fan of Longfellow.
    My Dad used to read The Wreck of the Hesperus,still tear up when I read it.
    Hugs, Amy

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  2. Beauty of Nature:) makes me smile! Have a blessed day my friend! HUGS!

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