Lullaby Ten Thousand

A meditative calm is settling on me this morning as I think about the week ahead and all of the things that fill my life with thanks-worthy graces, so I shall sing you a lullaby to try to put you in a similar frame of mind. (Please make the tune as sweet and pretty as it suits you to hear!)photoLullaby Ten Thousand

Lie asleep, my languid love, with muses ’round your bed

To whisper dreaming in your ear, lay garlands on your head,

To kiss your cheek with zephyr lips, your heart fill up with peace,

And when the daybreak comes again, sing gently your release

From nighttime and its starry net, to draw you up, away

Into ten thousand leagues of joy, renewed, into the day

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40 thoughts on “Lullaby Ten Thousand

    • I think I was in a particular mood for starting off in a ‘zen zone’ since R is back in church musician mode and it requires 12-14 hour Sundays for now. šŸ™‚ I am very happy you enjoy it, dear Glenda!

    • Yes, isn’t that a lovely butterfly! A variety I’d not seen before, and it generously posed for me for nearly a minute, I think. Remembering that kind of helps put me in the mood for the poem, come to think of it. I’m delighted you enjoyed them both.

  1. The peaceful photography is the perfect side to this beautiful lullaby. I find that I am looking forward to a new post from you each day. Thank you so much for sharing yourself with us.

    • You are ever so sweet, my dear. I feel just the same about seeing each of your lovely posts, knowing I’ll see fabulous images and learn scintillating poems that I didn’t know before or be reinvigorated with new insights into familiar texts because of the marvelous pairings you make with the visual images. Many thanks to you, too. šŸ™‚

    • Dearest, what you see is what you get! I do have about six or seven thousand poems (stopped even estimating at some point) and a couple thousand composed pages of poetry/image books (on things like nature, food, invented alien creatures and wacky beasts, and the lighter side of death, for example) sitting around in storage, but the publishers I’ve sent them to thus far haven’t been remotely interested. I put it all on a back burner and started re-editing a bunch of my artworks for possible giclee/digital printing as posters and stretched canvases so I might be able to sell prints. Then I was getting hung up on how to show, sell, market, etc. So Richard, a very fine and brilliant man despite his silliness in marrying me, started nudging me to blog.

      And while I realize this might be TMI for your innocent little inquiry, that, in a nutshell, is what’s what.

      You made me very happy by asking, though. Sweet C!

  2. Ah, Kathryn, thank you so much. A lullabye indeed comes to me at the end (or beginning) of a busy week. Peace restores the soul, and you have brought a soft, gentle breeze of peace with your words and images. That first image just invites quiet meditation. šŸ™‚

    • Thank you kindly, dear Pamela–somehow it doesn’t surprise me at all, after a quick trip to your blog, that you’d be a lullaby aficionado too! I’m looking forward to a much more lingering visit or a thousand to your site, but that’ll have to wait until tomorrow. Hitting bedtime after a long day hereabouts! VERY glad Desi ‘introduced’ us so I can get to know your work! Cheers,
      Kathryn

  3. Thank you Kathryn for sharing the pictures and the words..it feels good to stop and enjoy the simple things like a lullaby or a beautiful butterfly.. life is just too hectic and fast sometimes I feel we are not actually living it!

  4. Thank you for the lullaby
    Especially the butterfly
    I’m wondering if indeed
    Her wings are truly emerald green
    Whether painted portrait or camera hue
    Your artistic touch shines brightly through…

    • Ohh, thank you for a delightful poem, Lindy Lee! And although I will readily admit I’ve tweaked photos for fun many a time, this butterfly was precisely that fabulous color all on its own. How glorious, no?

  5. Perfect! The last thing I read before I go off to the sack. I will watch beautiful butterflies as I slip off to sleep. Nighty night. xoxo

  6. The butterfly picture shows contrast in many different ways. The color is obvious but one doesn’t see the contrast in form and structure often. The delicate living creature on the black hardness of the surface (rock?).

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