Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

La sagesse sous l'arbre Wisdom Beneath The Tree  The village School lay silent, rent and bare; Its broken walls gave teachers cause to cease. "The house must rise," they sighed, "ere lessons fare;" Thus learning slept, awaiting brick and peace. One kindly Soul assembled every Child Under an ancient Maple with spreading shade; The whispering winds blew cool, serene and mild, While birds their cheerful morning anthem played. The emerald grass became the woven floor, The rugged trunk the faithful teacher's board; The boundless sky became the roof once more, Flowers breathed fragrance where the children soared. For wisdom needs no a palace built by Men, And a loving heart can found a School again. ________________________ ---Poet Affaq  #ForeverSonnets #ArtistPoet Affaq #MysticalPoetry 

Chiming rill A singing stream through virgin valleys strayed, With ancient myths and mysteries flowing by; Like some fair maiden, sorrowful but yet gay, She bore her crystal bosom underneath the sky. Now swift she danced, now lingered soft and slow, Where fairy choirs along the greenwood play; They breathed rich hues upon the timbrous grove, And charmed my saddened spirit on their way. Her visage was gentle as a healer's grace; Each moonlit Eve bent low to kiss her stream. Soft winds enwreathed her with a fond embrace, Till all the vale became a living dream. Thus Love and Nature weave one deathless theme, And every brook becomes a poet's dream. ---Affaq   #ForeverSonnets #PoetAffaq #MysticalPoetry #PoemHunter