EPISODE NOTES:

Having a cup of Irish Tea this morning while looking out my window and thinking back on the many great hikes and adventures my son and I shared throughout the summer in our wood that surround our town. When I think of nature, I think of one of my favorite poets. I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud (Daffodils💐)  — William Wordsworth.

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FULL POEM: 

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the milky way,

They stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay,

In such a company:

I gazed—and gazed—but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

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.

I shared this poem from a book in my private collection titled The poetical works of William Wordsworth, William Collins and Sons, London/Glasgow, Published in the early 1800’s.