fire bird

fire bird

In a far away land, a thief was stealing golden apples, which had the power of bestowing youth and beauty, from Tsar Berendey`s magic Garden. The guards of the Tsar were unable to stop this, for as hard as they tried, the thief always got away. None of the guards had even seen this thief. The Tsar was frustrated, for he needed the golden apples for himself, as he was married to a very beautiful young Queen. The only person who spotted the thief was the Tsar's son, Prince Ivan Tsarevich. As the night came upon the garden, the young Tsarevich hid under a water bucket and listened closely to every sound around him. At dawn, the Prince almost fell asleep, but the silence was broken by a magical being. The Prince pulled the water bucket up slightly so he could just see through the thin opening. And there it was: the Fire Bird.

contentment
"It was an April morning: fresh and clear"
It was an April morning: fresh and clear The Rivulet, delighting in its strength, Ran with a young man's speed; and yet the voice Of waters which the winter had supplied Was softened down into a vernal tone. The spirit of enjoyment and desire, And hopes and wishes, from all living things Went circling, like a multitude of sounds. The budding groves seemed eager to urge on The steps of June; as if their various hues Were only hindrances that stood between Them and their object: but, meanwhile, prevailed Such an entire contentment in the air
William Wordsworth
Title:
When All That Glitters
Artist: Jack Sorenson
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Entry for March 14, 2008
I sat and saw the vessels glideOver the ocean bright and wide,Like spirit-winged chariots sentO'er some serenest element
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Lines Written in the Bay of Lerici
Title:
Lure of the RockiesArtist: Jack Sorenson
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"A Servant When He Reigneth"
Three things make earth unquietAnd four she cannot brookThe godly Agur counted themAnd put them in a book --Those Four Tremendous CursesWith which mankind is cursed;But a Servant when He ReignethOld Agur entered first.An Handmaid that is MistressWe need not call upon.A Fool when he is full of MeatWill fall asleep anon.An Odious Woman MarriedMay bear a babe and mend;But a Servant when He ReignethIs Confusion to the end.His feet are swift to tumult,His hands are slow to toil,His ears are deaf to reason,His lips are loud in broil.He knows no use for powerExcept to show his might.He gives no heed to judgmentUnless it prove him right.Because he served a masterBefore his Kingship came,And hid in all disasterBehind his master's name,So, when his Folly opensThe unnecessary hells,A Servant when He ReignethThrows the blame on some one else.His vows are lightly spoken,His faith is hard to bind,His trust is easy boken,He fears his fellow-kind.The nearest mob will move himTo break the pledge he gave --Oh, a Servant when he ReignethIs more than ever slave! Rudyard Kipling