|LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING|
I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
|Anindy sprayed a flower with water and told me to keep the flash on ! Happy Day 97|
The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?
The images are for some happy moments but the
lines here are produced as a protest and lamentation
how man is destroying everything good , cursing
his every blessing -
environment, happiness, calm, equilibrium of nature,
humanity and now childhood and innocence!