Friday, 13 October 2017

snow-flakes

Daily Draw: Earthly Souls and Spirits Oracle, Soulful
Out of the bosom of the Air, 
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, 
Over the woodlands brown and bare, 
Over the harvest-fields forsaken, 
Silent, and soft, and slow 
Descends the snow....

This is the poem of the air,
Slowly in silent syllables recorded...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1807-1882
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4 comments:

  1. thesycamoretree13 October 2017 at 05:51

    What a beautiful (and perfect!) poem for the quiet soulfulness of this card. "Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken..." - what a wordsmith Longfellow was.

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    1. Trivium14 October 2017 at 05:02

      It's such a beautiful line. I'm new to Longfellow...more reading goals :)

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  2. Ellen13 October 2017 at 06:04

    Beautiful poem and so fitting for this card. You can almost hear the snowflakes falling..

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    1. Trivium14 October 2017 at 05:03

      Thank you! Snow fall is so brief where I live now. I always treasure the moment.

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