Thursday, August 5

Mindful Monday: For Peace Comes Dropping Slow

In keeping with Begin Again's October theme of peace and because I'm on a Yeats kick lately, I offer Yeats' peaceful poem, "The Lake Isle of Innisfree."

By William Butler Yeats (1888)

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, 
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; 
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee, 
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, 
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; 
There midnight's all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow, 
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day 
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; 
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray, 
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

Where or when does peace come dropping slow for you?

for Mindful Monday

© October 6, 2014, post: Donna Pierce
Photo credit: Kenneth Allen, 2008, The Lake Isle of Innisfree
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