12.8.09

Found..


FOUND.

ONCE through the forest
Alone I went;
To seek for nothing
My thoughts were bent.

I saw in the shadow
A flower stand there;
As stars it glisten’d,
As eyes ’twas fair.

I sought to pluck it,—
It gently said:
“Shall I be gather’d
Only to fade?”

With all its roots
I dug it with care,
And took it home
To my garden fair.

In silent corner
Soon it was set;
There grows it ever,
There blooms it yet.

Goethe..

painting`Philip Leslie hale`

4 comments:

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

So very lovely my dearest...did you make a good nap? How is the mouse of the house and the bear of the lair and the frog of the bog? Give them our best! Anita

Presépio no Canal said...

Love the painting :) the colour of the lace, red, in he white dress, and the red flowers...so beautiful...

Rosie said...

What a lovely post - I like the poem and the pretty illustration:)

Barb said...

Hi Dutchess,
Oh, what a lovely poem and the accompanying painting is a perfect
compliment.
xox
Barb