Sometimes we all have to resort using to lines written by some of the immortal poets in order to convey our thoughts in the best way possible.
So here I'm doing exactly that-using a sonnet written by John Keats which best describes some of my recent photographs.
"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep.
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep...
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing.
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darken'd ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits...
(N.B-All photos taken by me in various parts of the UK- July 09.)
"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep.
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep...
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing.
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darken'd ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits...
(N.B-All photos taken by me in various parts of the UK- July 09.)
Hi Sunaina, Loved the photos. Visiting your daughter? Haven't you changed the colours of your blog. Though blue is my favourite colour, I loved the earlier clean looks. Mudita.
ReplyDeleteok, Mudita, chanaging back to white! For you.
ReplyDeleteyes, visited our daughter, she's graduated !