Tonight I sit gazing out of my third floor window. It is 10.30 pm but midsummer light still glows, painting striped bands across a pale blue wispy sky. Birds are singing. The river runs through the park below our house; it sounds as mellow as I feel, having had a precious, relaxed day: morning coffee and deep talk with a friend; lunchtime theatre with my husband, then lunch in the local Botanic Gardens, Glasgow, UK, watching the world go by, all of us enjoying a glorious summer’s day. Home, then a long rest with tea and a brilliant book. After that, supper with my brother and nephews, always zany fun. Even the tadpoles in my brother’s untidy back garden look mellow.
I feel blessed as the solstice approaches.
I wanted to share some of this mellowness with my faithful blog followers and readers. Happily, I soon found this wonderful image and quote from Rabindranath Tagore, a favourite poet of mine.
I love the enigmatic, poignant, mysterious quality of this quote. Hope you do too!
200 words copyright Anne Whitaker 2014
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