I lived on the moon for a while
With the dusty dune-dwelling sparrows
And odd signs and symbols, ever-shifting.
One time I saw a purple balloon
That had made it all the way to the moon
But mostly I dwelt in sand and clouds, alone.
Then it was time to come home.
Green had happened while I was gone –
And Blue –
And Pink –
And Purple –
And White –
And Yellow –
And now I remember –
They call this Spring
* * *
On the moon – on the day of the purple balloon – I found a small book. And in it, I found this poem I’d like to share with you.
Spring Morning
By A.A. Milne
Where am I going? I don’t quite know.
Down to the stream where the king-cups grow –
Up on the hill where the pine-trees blow –
Anywhere, anywhere. I don’t know.
Where am I going? The clouds sail by,
Little ones, baby ones, over the sky.
Where am I going? The shadows pass,
Little ones, baby ones, over the grass.
If you were a cloud, and sailed up there,
You’d sail on water as blue as air,
And you’d see me here in the fields and say:
“Doesn’t the sky look green today?”
Where am I going? The high rooks call:
“It’s awful fun to be born at all.”
Where am I going? The ring-doves coo:
“We do have beautiful things to do.”
If you were a bird, and lived on high,
You’d lean on the wind when the wind came by,
You’d say to the wind when it took you away:
“That’s where I wanted to go today!”
Where am I going? I don’t quite know.
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow –
Anywhere, anywhere, I don’t know.
* * *
March 18, 2021 at 6:15 am
Thank you for this
March 19, 2021 at 7:29 am
Xoxo
March 18, 2021 at 6:30 am
I felt very young again. Happy Spring to all.
March 19, 2021 at 7:30 am
Happy Spring, dear Patricia! Xoxo
March 18, 2021 at 7:15 am
My mom used to read to me from this book when she was young and I was very young. Now I’m old and she’s very old. It feels like spring again.
March 19, 2021 at 7:31 am
Beautiful… xoxo
March 18, 2021 at 7:34 am
Wonderful pictures, musings. And every poem in the book is a treasure. Lucky kids grew up with Christopher Robin and Mr. Edward Bear.
March 19, 2021 at 7:33 am
Thank you, John… yes, lucky children… and how lucky I feel to find them again. Xoxo
March 18, 2021 at 7:54 am
Love this so much!!
March 19, 2021 at 7:33 am
Thank you, Barby! It is so nice to hear from you! Xoxo
March 18, 2021 at 8:30 am
Gorgeous. Just gorgeous
March 19, 2021 at 7:33 am
Xoxo
March 18, 2021 at 10:39 am
Exactly the post I wanted to read today. Beautiful….. Thank you, Jennifer!
March 19, 2021 at 7:53 am
That makes me feel so good, Ophelia… thank you… xoxo
March 18, 2021 at 11:50 am
Love this, and that painting is extraordinary!
March 19, 2021 at 7:54 am
I will let you know if I can find out more about it! Xoxo
March 18, 2021 at 5:48 pm
Ahhh the promise of spring ☺️. Thanks, Jennifer.
March 19, 2021 at 7:55 am
Miss you, Vanessa… hope the Spring brings us a chance to gather… xoxo
March 18, 2021 at 8:18 pm
Oh Jennifer, you’re a kindred soul! You urge me to go outside and drink in the beauty! Tomorrow, rain or shine! Thank you!!
March 19, 2021 at 7:55 am
Dearest Allison – please send me some photos if you are so inclined!! I’ll be thinking of you today. Xoxo
March 21, 2021 at 11:47 pm
So carefree and delightful! Thank you Jennifer for reminding me to enjoy the simple things in life~