The Wild Flower
As I wandered the forest, The green leaves among,
I heard a Wild Flower Singing a song. I slept in the earth
In the silent night,
I murmured my fears
And I felt delight. In the morning I went
As rosy as morn,
To seek for new joy;
But oh! met with scorn. ~by William Blake
4 Comments:
The words and picture , just beautiful.
Beautiful Suji. Btw Some pics are updated in my photo blog pintspics.blogspot.com
Very nicely writte......with an equally beautiful snap
Cheeers!!
Beautiful! I like how the twigs meeting water create ripples suggesting movement in the stream.
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