Thursday, November 11, 2010

The Cloud by Percy Bysshe Shelley Part 1

I bring fresh showers for the thirsty flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder.
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9 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Gorgeous capture, lovely skies and colors, great composition and the perfect words by Shelley! All the ingredients for a perfect SWF post, and it is just that! Have a wonderful weekend!

Sylvia

Pearl Maple said...

beautiful photo celebrating nature at her prettiest combined with ehnchanting words, thanks for sharing with sky watch friday

Anonymous said...

Your fields are yellow today, mine are red. And I didn't run to a poem :-)

giorno26 ¸¸.•*¨*•. said...

Mi piace molto questa foto :)
Buona giornata Myriam :)

Kcalpesh said...

Beautiful colors int he pic!! And, such a lovely poem...

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Jossie said...

Wonderful words and a lovely picture with a summer feel. Warms us up in the cold autumn storms.

lizziviggi said...

Love the poem and the picture! The texture of the flowers against the texture of the clouds create a really fun picture to look at.

Mary Howell Cromer said...

Lovely skywatch scene and the poem is lovely as well~

Gunsside said...

You show a beautiful yellow field this week, nice shot
- mine is white ;))