Thursday, December 23, 2010

The Cloud by Percy Bysshe Shelley Finale

I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.


Sylvia K said...

Love the look of summer, the blue skies and wispy clouds and the green!! Shelley's words are always beautiful and a great match for you photos! Wishing you and your family a very Merry and Joyful Christmas! Thanks as always for sharing your skies!


Tricia said...


Merry Merry Christmas & Happy Happy New Year! =)

Benikos place said...

Dear friends, we wish you happy holidays

Pearl Maple said...

Happy holidays to you and yours, thanks for adding your photos and sweet words to our Sky Watch party.

lotusleaf said...

Wish you a happy holiday season.

Country Mouse Studio said...

wonderful words and beautiful photos

Nature Rambles said...

Beautiful shot!

Merry Christmas!