sarah
02-12-2010, 01:13 PM
Hello dear friends,
Hello to all of you who have access to secret rooms of the Sibyl goddess, hello to those... who like me, remains at the door.
My dear friends you must go there :
http://www.wolfriverphotography.net/gallery.htm
You will see wild beauties captured by the eyes of a great master.
And there, in the “A Bit More Personal” folder (means : Closer to my Heart), among wolves and bears, you will find a Queen, (Danielle I, probably named after the greatest Queen Elizabeth I).
Look deep into her eyes… it reminds me of these verses :
I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful - a fairy's child;
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sideways would she lean, and sing
A fairy's song.
I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She look'd at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.
She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna dew;
And sure in language strange she said -
'I love thee true.'
She took me to her elfin grot,
And there she gazed, and sighed deep,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
So kiss'd to sleep.
Hello to all of you who have access to secret rooms of the Sibyl goddess, hello to those... who like me, remains at the door.
My dear friends you must go there :
http://www.wolfriverphotography.net/gallery.htm
You will see wild beauties captured by the eyes of a great master.
And there, in the “A Bit More Personal” folder (means : Closer to my Heart), among wolves and bears, you will find a Queen, (Danielle I, probably named after the greatest Queen Elizabeth I).
Look deep into her eyes… it reminds me of these verses :
I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful - a fairy's child;
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sideways would she lean, and sing
A fairy's song.
I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She look'd at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.
She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna dew;
And sure in language strange she said -
'I love thee true.'
She took me to her elfin grot,
And there she gazed, and sighed deep,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
So kiss'd to sleep.