All too often we forget those moments that define serenity. I was
reminded this morning by an incident that mirrored such a moment. Last
week, I was out driving after a long day. I found an old country road
canopied by trees. The evening breeze rattled some of the leaves loose
and they did their lazy dance to rest with their kinsmen, ready to be
scurried along to the nearby creek and carried to a final resting spot.
Aerosmith softly carried my thoughts to all literature pertaining to
life, the forest, and magic. Robin Hood, Merlin, Arthur, The Faerie Queen, John
Muir, Walden, Athos, Porthos and Aramis were all dancing in my head.
Each leaf represented a thought from another that shaped my literary
life.
Peace attained, if only for that moment. And it just re-occurred. Dream on...
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What about John Donne?! I guess he doesn't exactly fit with your grouping... but I always loved his poetry. Long drives have a way of inspiring us. Nice post
ReplyDeleteThank you. Donne is fascinating. He and I have similar views, although I have stepped away from secular and religious ideologies. Poetry, satire, the law and faith are such alluring and captivating studies. Ever changing. Morphing into new creatures by the second.
DeleteAnd, yes, the mentioned group are my Fae-vourite forest peoples. :) Have a great day!
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