Memories of A Misty Morning by The Lake

Memories of A Misty Morning by The Lake

Memories Of A Misty Morning By The Lake

A misty morning by the lake is enchantingly beautiful. It casts a magical spell over you. You are surrounded by the beauty of nature, enveloped in peace. No storms of disquiet or restlessness brewing within you, but a profound peace that descends on you, unless you let mundane thoughts intrude into your blissful world.

The lakes, the rivers, the seas and the oceans have always held a deep fascination for mankind. From the Greek mythology, where Narcissus, the son of river god Cephissus, looked into a pool and fell in love with his reflection in the water to the reality of the drowning of Virginia Woolf (a beautiful mind!) who quietly walked into the River Ouse, near her home to end it all. From the earliest seafarers who sailed across seas and oceans, across continents,  to the poets who sang paeans to the seas. Thomas Campbell’s Lord Ullin’s Daughter is poignant, the tragic drowning in the turbulent seas pulls at our heartstrings. Sarojini Naidu’s Coromandel Fishers frolic in the “kiss of the spray” and the “dance of the wild foam’s glee” at the sea. The call of the sea is irresistible, an endless fascination!

I believe we are wanderers at heart.

Here are quotes by Carl Sagan and Paulo Coelho. Reflect on these.

 

“Exploration is in our nature. We began as wanderers, and we are wanderers still. We have lingered long enough on the shores of the cosmic ocean. We are ready at last to set sail for the stars.”
― Carl SaganCosmos

“We are all souls wandering the cosmos and, at the same time, living our lives, but with a sense that we are passing from one incarnation to another. If something touches to the core of our soul, it is remembered forever and affects whatever comes afterward.”
― Paulo Coelho

 

Here are my poems and my painting (beginner)

The Wandering Soul

 Here under waters blue, dark, deep

My soul  lies imprisoned in eternal  sleep

Freeing myself from walls, high and steep

Forlorn I keep still and silently weep.

 

My soul clings to hope, yearns for light

Darkness descends, light no more in sight

Long to soar on wings and take flight

Merge with the moon and stars at night.

 

The soul thus chained is free at last

Hovering over lands and oceans vast

Moving around  in swirling waters  fast

A  brilliant light on earth to cast.

 

 HEART, MIND, AND SOUL

My heart craves for moments 

To indulge my soul in bliss

Away from toils and cares of this world

To eternity and immeasurable peace. 

 

My mind delves into depths of time

Seeking treasures sublime

Hold moments captive in memory’s realms

Recollections like fragments of shattered dreams. 

 

My soul weary sailing turbulent storms of life

Swirling in life’s discord and strife

Longing for that bright day dawning

To merge with infinity yearning.

 

Copyright@Nandita Das 2015

 

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BEAUTY OF NATURE

BEAUTY OF NATURE

I love poetry. I love painting. I love nature. The breathtaking beauty of nature. The wisps of soft white clouds floating by, the blue skies, the beautiful hills in the horizon waving and beckoning us, the babbling brook, the trees, the fragrant flowers, the scented blossoms.

Here’s my poem Beauty of Nature. And my painting. (Just a beginner)

Nature’s Beauty

I see the beauty of nature in

The majestic mountains
The soft, gentle breeze
The sailing of clouds
The green, sheltering trees.

The splendour of the sun
The fragrance of flowers
The beauty of blossoms
The sweetly passing hours.

The ripples of rivers
The harmony of heaven
The melody of music
Like sweet dreams woven.

Copyright © Nandita Das 2015