Friday, July 18, 2008

William Blake

'Ah, Sunflower'
Ah, sunflower,
weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done;Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!

by William Blake


Elisa Day said...

Lovely "sunny" pictures, they make me happy. And nice poem. Take care!

Sas said...

Thank you dear Elisa Day,

So lovely to hear it made you happy, makes me happy too :))

Thanks for sharing and have a wonderful weekend my friend,

with love, Sas

vk said...

Awesome shots...and equally lovely poem.

sindi said...

HI Sas~~lovely poem from William Blake:)
...stunning sunflowers, they always make me happy.

I've been busy these days but i kept visiting your blog as always and read your posts in silence...

just leave a quick message to say hi and I hope you well:)

Sas said...

Thank tou dear Vani and Sindi,

I am feeling very well and I hope you are too :)

I wish you a lovely and warm shared weekend my friends and a big hug for the lovely feedback.

With love, Sas