Remember the poem...."To the Cuckoo" by William Wordsworth?
The mysterious experience which had come about in the childhood.... When The poet heard the voice of a cuckoo and was delighted.
It made him curious to see the bird. He searched for the bird in bush, tree and sky. But he did not find the bird. Still the urge to see the bird did not subside in him. He wandered in woods and a field to discover the bird. Still he did not find.
The bird had become a fine hope, a pleasant love for the poet at the time. That hope ....and that love.... drove him to look for the bird but the bird was never seen.
I hope every body finds that child within themselves who responds to the Cuckoo's Song....to search for the hidden joy within themselves.
I am presenting the Cuckoo within me....Acrylics on paper....Enjoy....!!!!
The mysterious experience which had come about in the childhood.... When The poet heard the voice of a cuckoo and was delighted.
It made him curious to see the bird. He searched for the bird in bush, tree and sky. But he did not find the bird. Still the urge to see the bird did not subside in him. He wandered in woods and a field to discover the bird. Still he did not find.
The bird had become a fine hope, a pleasant love for the poet at the time. That hope ....and that love.... drove him to look for the bird but the bird was never seen.
I hope every body finds that child within themselves who responds to the Cuckoo's Song....to search for the hidden joy within themselves.
I am presenting the Cuckoo within me....Acrylics on paper....Enjoy....!!!!
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