Thursday, October 15, 2015

Dusk

I was driving home from taking my Papa to the doctor last evening.  
We witnessed the sun setting as we drove towards the blinding sun.
I was over come with awe.


The radio played a favorite song.


I feel such moments are precious,
tender mercies from God.
I was filled with 
peace and gratitude.

                  Sweet Afton 

          By Robert Burns
Flow gently, sweet Afton! amang thy green braes,
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise;
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.

Thou stockdove whose echo resounds thro' the glen,
Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den,
Thou green-crested lapwing thy screaming forbear,
I charge you, disturb not my slumbering Fair.

How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills,
Far mark'd with the courses of clear, winding rills;
There daily I wander as noon rises high,
My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye.

How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below,
Where, wild in the woodlands, the primroses blow;
There oft, as mild Ev'ning weeps over the lea,
The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.

Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides,
And winds by the cot where my Mary resides;
How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave,
As, gathering sweet flowerets, she stems thy clear wave.

Flow gently, sweet Afton, amang thy green braes,
Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays;
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
                                               Dusk..... 



Paintings by George Herbert McCord 

Hoping you have moments of
joy 
throughout your day....

xoxoxox
~d


1 comment:

  1. Wow....AWE-mazing photo. I don't know where I was but I sure didn't see that beautiful sky. What a gift tender mercies are!

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