Like every other kid, who is yet to be robbed off their innocence Jules was curious by nature. She would ponder in deep thoughts which were linked gracefully and their sense (was something which) would often become the great and a huge part of the mystery. It was often missing but never really missed.
Magic lies within
Like a gust of air, she used fly to past, unnoticed. And that must be the reason why she was a pro in hide and seek. She would stand behind the trees whenever in trouble as though it will save her from consequences. Those trees, trails, and that damp woody misty essence which lingered up the place, taught her something much more than the materialistic, superstitious and fickle world can ever know.
There is much to gain than to lose
The trees became her companion and followed her every where in the little world of hers, listening to the tales she had to tell. The scent which enchantedly lingered over the place was something enchanted enough to escape one from their grieves. Uplifting the soul with every breath.
The sounds heard when she ran up and down, trailing down those narrow trails would echo before subsiding. With her steps, she went snapping sticks from fallen off branches and the crisp of the dried out leaves.
Those trees taught her her to stand tall and face the harshness which the winds and the changing times brought. Taught her to flutter freely like the leaves of a tree in the air. To spread an aroma, an essence full of life, which would go on transforming mind full to mindfulness, lonliness to lonelilessness. This is the force, the power which she inherited from the forest.
Here, I present you with a few poetic verses that have the power to move. Let’s delve in the ocean of emotions without any delay.
1. Do not stand on my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on the snow.
I am the sun on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
- Mary Elizabeth Frye
The poem is deep and has a touching vibe. It reminds us, humans, of their losses. Guides us, to stay strong, in form of a voice. This voice reassures, saying that one should not stand on graves to cry. Rather embrace the different forms of nature and discover its powers to heal. These winds,rains,snow and sun are the elements of universe, often lay unnoticed by our impetuous eyes. This verse has another dimension to it which is beyond delineation.
2. I wandered lonely as a cloud.
That floats on high over 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.
- William Wordsworth, I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud, "Daffodils"
The poem is bright and cheerful. The one in which the poet is admiring the nature which is no doubt beautiful. Here, this verse indicates that the poet is as lonely as a cloud, floating over valleys and hills, when while exploring he came across a huge number of daffodils.The view gave him immense pleasure. The fluttering and dancing of those daffodils left such an impact on the poet that even when he is in a pensive mood, the image the daffodils flashes in his mind releaving him of all the tensions leaving with just blissful pleasure. Nature has the power to uplift and lighten the soul if only we let ourselves get to know it.
Fun fact: Once when William Wordsworth was on a walk with his sister he came upon a sight of ‘a belt of Daffodils’.
3. Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into frsagments
By narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
-Rabindranath Tagore, Where the mind is without fear
The poet dives in, where the mind is free and without fear. A place where one can explore and let their creativity flow, without any fear as knowledge is vast and boundless.In a world which has not yet been confined to bounderies dividing it into cities,states, and nations. Stating what is national and what is not. It is, where, the words are true. And everyone is in search of bettering their selves. A nation, indeed should be a place where dreams are born.
4. Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be for
My unconquerable soul.
-William Ernest Henley, Invictus
The poem is strong and bold away from despair. Suggests that the poet’s soul is invictus as he lay dying on his death bed yet his soul is unwilling to surrender to his fears. Soon enough his vision was blurring and darkness cripled in. he could not see a thing as the darkness grew yet he wasn’t afraid of dying. Rather he was thanking the God for his life.
5. Say this city has ten million souls,
Some are living in mansions,some living in holes:
Yet thers no place for us, my dare, yet thers no place for us.
Once we had country and we thought it fair,
Look in the atlas and you'll find it there:
We cannot go there now, my dear, we cannot go there now.
-W.H. Auden, Refugee Blues
It is a anti- war poem, that sharply criticises the destruction and death caused by war. This is a powerful poem that echoes Wilfred Owens’ famous quote “the pity of war”. The poem stands against discrimination among castes, creeds and races. The poet ironically exclaims that there were many places to live but none for the jews. He draws contrast between people living in mansions and the ones living in death holes.
Fun fact: The emotions are also well portrayed in the movie, ‘The Boy In Stripped Pyjamas’, set in the time between world war II.