Thursday, March 26, 2015

making me dizzy

The girl and the guy never make it to the Eiffel Tower!
Makes me dizzy and also makes me smile every time
I look at that funny still life video below.

Spring Break is here. 

I keep thinking about beauty and possessing it.
The trees are so beautiful in white blooms. 
Doesn't it make you want to freeze Spring like the
girl and guy driving towards the Eiffel Tower?

Rereading The Little White Horse by Elizabeth Goudge.
A good fairytale is good for the heart.
( which reminds me to go see the new Cinderella, have you?)

The Little White Horse

It was under the white moon that I saw him,
The little white horse, with neck arched high in pride.
Lovely his pride, delicate, no taint of self
Staining the unconscious innocence denied
Knowledge of good and evil, burden of days
Of shame crouched beneath the flail of memory.
No past for you, little white horse, no regret,
No future of fear in this silver forest---
Only the perfect now in the white moon-dappled ride.

A flower-like body fashioned all of light,
For the speed of light, yet momently at rest,
Balanced on the sheer knife-edge of perfection;
Perfection of grass silver upon the crest
Of the hill, before the scythe falls, snow in sun,
Of the shaken human spirit when God speaks
In His still small voice and for a breath of time
All is hushed; gone in a sigh, that perfection,
Leaving the sharp knife-edge turning slowly in the breast.

The raised hoof, the proud poised head, the flowing mane,
The supreme moment of stillness before the flight,
The moment of farewell, of wordless pleading
For remembrance of things lost to earthly sight---
Then the half-turn under the trees, a motion
Fluid as the movement of light on water . . .
Stay, oh stay in the forest, little white horse! . . .
He is lost and gone and now I do not know
If it was a little white horse that I saw,
Or only a moonbeam astray in the silver night.

Here is a map of Moonacre:


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