Dolce far niente

 
Sleeping Angel door Kelly Borsheim, 2010-2012

A Day Off

Let us put awhile away
All the cares of work-a-day,
For a golden time forget,
Task and worry, toil and fret,
Let us take a day to dream
In the meadow by the stream.

We may lie in grasses cool
Fringing a pellucid pool,
We may learn the gay brook-runes
Sung on amber afternoons,
And the keen wind-rhyme that fills
Mossy hollows of the hills.

Where the wild-wood whisper stirs
We may talk with lisping firs,
We may gather honeyed blooms
In the dappled forest glooms,
We may eat of berries red
O'er the emerald upland spread.

We may linger as we will
In the sunset valleys still,
Till the gypsy shadows creep
From the starlit land of sleep,
And the mist of evening gray
Girdles round our pilgrim way.

We may bring to work again
Courage from the tasselled glen,
Bring a strength unfailing won
From the paths of cloud and sun,
And the wholesome zest that springs
From all happy, growing things.

 
Lucy Maud Montgomery (30 november 1874 – 24 april 1942)
Clifton, nu New London, vuurtoren. Lucy Maud Montgomery werd geboren in Clifton

Zie voor de schrijvers van de 28e juni ook mijn blog van 28 juni 2014 deel 1 en ook deel 2.

28-06-2015 om 12:04 geschreven door Romenu