manan dedhia

a year ago

Daffodils

As the only poem that I remember from school, the association is instantaneous and overwhelming. 

…… For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.

- From “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth

Pic location: New England Botanical Gardens, Boylston MA. 

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