I love this stuff
Consider the following, by William Wordsworth. Read it carefully:
Composed upon Westminster Bridge, Sept. 3, 1802
Earth has not anything to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty;
This City now doth, like a garment, wear
The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
Ships, towers, domes, theaters, and temples lie
Open unto the fields, and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will:
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still
What totally grips me about his poem is that Wordsworth did not let the beauty of this moment pass him by. Say what you want to about the Romantics; they certainly knew how to "suck the marrow out of life," don't you think? What a beautiful way to remember a serene moment.
How many times do we live our lives and NOT take in these magnificent moments? How often do we let beauty pass us by?...just wondering...
- El Ruiz
Composed upon Westminster Bridge, Sept. 3, 1802
Earth has not anything to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty;
This City now doth, like a garment, wear
The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
Ships, towers, domes, theaters, and temples lie
Open unto the fields, and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will:
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still
What totally grips me about his poem is that Wordsworth did not let the beauty of this moment pass him by. Say what you want to about the Romantics; they certainly knew how to "suck the marrow out of life," don't you think? What a beautiful way to remember a serene moment.
How many times do we live our lives and NOT take in these magnificent moments? How often do we let beauty pass us by?...just wondering...
- El Ruiz