The shadow by my finger cast
Divides the future from the past.
Before it, sleeps the unborn hour
In darkness, and beyond thy power.
Behind its unreturning line,
The vanished hour, no longer thine:
One hour alone is in thy hands,
The NOW on which the shadow stands
~Henry Van Dyke~
Photos taken at Green Spring Garden,
Alexandria, Virginia
Thank you for the touching reminder
ReplyDeleteThank you Cloudia :)
DeleteBeautiful flowers and garden and I love the quote.
ReplyDeleteThank you Terri, happy you liked it.
DeleteNice old poem, I actually got it!
ReplyDeleteThank you Christine :)
DeleteTwo beautiful photographs, don't the blooms look lovely ...
ReplyDeleteAppreciated the poem too, thank you.
All the best Jan
Thank you Jan :)
DeleteLovely poem. We have many mushrooms, too!
ReplyDeleteWould love to see those sometime. Thanks for dropping in Jenn :)
DeleteYou post so many great poems...I had never heard/read this and I love it.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you enjoyed it Rose :)
DeleteSuch a nice poem I've not read before. Lovely pictures.
ReplyDeleteHappy you enjoyed it Sandi, thank you!
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