I wandered lonely as a cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud Continuous as the stars that shine The waves beside them danced; but they For oft, when on my couch I lie |
Many of us are now self-isolating (around the world and in the UK) and are therefore not seeing a lot of the usual spring moments that we normally do.
The poem above encompasses the thoughts of the poet after he has wandered over the hills with the never-ending row of those enchanting flowers which impressed him so much that he compares them with the sparkling stars of the galaxy. He is captivated by the startling view of nature. This everlasting impact, triggered by nature, often serves as a delight for the poet, when he feels low or lonely at home.
Likewise, we should remember that nature will carry on whilst we are all in self-isolation and we should (in our solitude) try and picture those vales, hills, trees, and golden daffodils that we have visited before self-isolation. This beauty is there for us all to enjoy and it will be there when we return to it. Please stay safe everyone.
Let us pray…
Dear Mother earth,
Who day by day unfolds rich blessing on our way,
O Praise God! Alleluia!
The fruits and flowers that verdant grow,
Let them his praise abundant show.
O praise God, O praise God, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.
- Saint Francis
The Carmelite Friars are keeping everyone in their prayers. God bless you all.
- Reflection written by Matthew Betts. Poem written by William Wordsworth, printed in "Britain in Verse", 1985, Hamlyn Publishing
The Rosary Way, Faversham