Again a gloomy foggy day with chilling winds. The constantly changing moods of the metro delights me in uncountable ways. One day hot and ferocious, and the other day gentle, soft and sweet. You don't know where you stand with it in any given day. That unpredictability which I share with my own self is quite enticing. As the fun filled busy weekend has come to and end, I'm looking back at the accumulated treasures dearly in my solitude. What a wonderful world !!!!!!!
This mood calls for this particular Wordsworth's poem.
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
---- I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud By William Wordsworth.
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