The Arrow and the Song By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow – Nurturing Thursday

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I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

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For: Nurturing Thursday

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9 comments

  1. Claire · August 6, 2015

    I love this poem!! And I love the photos you put with it!
    I guess we’re both listening to the Earth’s music today 🙂 x

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Meg Evans · August 6, 2015

    Yes indeed, whatever we send out we’re likely to find again someday!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. becca givens · August 7, 2015

    Lovely addition to share — beautiful photo as well! Thank you for linking with Nurturing Thursday!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. ladyleemanilasphotos · August 7, 2015

    always my pleasure, Becca 🙂

    Like

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  6. seeker · August 16, 2015

    Very tender poetry.

    Liked by 1 person

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