The Beauty of Freedom
Fly, Fly, freely like a butterfly and enjoy what life has to bring; flap your wings up very high and join other butterflies making our sky so colorful, so beautiful and so enchanting, for there is nothing more joyful and more powerful than freedom.
Freedom brings peace, beauty and loads of smiles to my world….So smiles and butterflies my life will be and for all those who wish to join my world.
by: William Wordsworth (1770-1850)
“Stay near me—do not take thy flight!
A little longer stay in sight!
Much converse do I find in thee,
Historian of my infancy!
Float near me; do not yet depart!
Dead times revive in thee:
Thou bring’st, gay creature as thou art!
A solemn image to my heart,
My father’s family!
Oh! pleasant, pleasant were the days,
The time, when, in our childish plays,
My sister Emmeline and I
Together chased the butterfly!
A very hunter did I rush
Upon the prey:—with leaps and springs
I followed on from brake to bush;
But she, God love her! feared to brush
The dust from off its wings.”
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Soul of a Gypsy......Welcome to my Journey 
Very sweet and inspiring… 🙂
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Thank you Ganesh for following and enjoying my journey.
Regards
Nadine
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I have loved Wordsworth since I first encountered his poetry as a little girl over 50 years ago. I am a sucker for the Romantics, and their notion of recalling the past through poetry. “Now, oft, when on my couch I lie…..”
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Thanks Susan for following my blog and the like..I love words and I love to create stories, pictures, poems and even colours with words..and hence my blog..sometimes words come out as poems..am getting there 🙂 it will be a long journey until I can establish myself as a writer and a poet…I too love Wordsworth especially
“My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.”
It takes me back to my school days…and the great people and mentors, I have so much admiration for…
Regards
N
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Beautiful
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Thank you!
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Wordsworth’s poem about the butterfly is one of my favorites. Thanks for visiting my blog, Nadine, and for the follow. I’m looking forward to getting to know you. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
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Thank you Natalie for visiting my blog too and enjoying my journey so far 🙂
Love
Nadine
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Hi , wonderful blog! Keep up the great work!! I will follow you
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thanks.hope you enjoy the journey.
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A butterfly poem ,,,
THE COLLECTOR
When you talk
The air becomes filled with butterflies
And while you talk
Surreptitiously
I catch them in my hands
And put them gently in my pocket
And when I leave you
I go home
Take them gently from my pocket
And arrange them
Like this
On a piece of paper
So that when you find out what I am doing
And no longer let them loose when I am there
I can come home
And remember …
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This is lovely! Butterflies …are my inspiration and my favourite! Thank you for the lovely poem you inspired me 🙂 it’s so thoughtful and dreamy 🌟🌟🌟 🦋 🦋🦋❤️😘
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It’s one I wrote at college.
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It is beautiful!
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So was she. 🙂
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