Wonderful stained glass is depicted on the second section of this beautiful hymn on you tube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3pS-Ga7OUM
I love the beautiful stained glass to be found in churches, the art work and colours. So magnificent!
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Versailles (a beauty)
Oh Versailles,
my memory stirs
The leaves flutter
and it all comes back to me:-
A summer breeze or a nightly feast,
the sound of distant music on the night
breezes,
the wonder of the night.
The beauty gliding along your beautiful
canal
on a windswept night;
these memories can never be erased:
Looking from a distance and seeing
your beautiful chateau lit up by night;
The beauty of the ponds and the lights
illuminated in the water;
The echo of laughter,
the lovely dresses and costumes
the masques, balls and delightful
nights;
you who were never vain
but only always created beauty
in all of your imaginings;
the king,
of course;
the orange trees, fruit and flowers,
tulips of every day
breath-taking chestnuts
and hornbeam;
Oh, it was all exquisite
as in a dream;
now your days resound
to a different beat;
your history is never forgotten
your pleasures and beauty
give way to a new retreat;
the tourists delight
in every new treat:
music, a flower display
as people go on their way,
beautiful baroque
echoed all along in the day
as in a pantomime play;
the world created gave of its best
never for a day at rest;
there was always work to do
even though the people were few
and on and on this beautiful place was
created
fountains and gardens were generated
As Angelique believed in Road to
Versailles
she was close to Heaven on earth;
this from ever the day of her birth;
So beautiful, so wonderful,
a land of human endeavour
creating beauty
which lasts forever.
You, a prince of the line bourbon
shared a vision which goes on and on;
Did it come from Old Babylon?
The stories, the magic,
the gift goes on:
Louis, the king!
you created a stir,
Invited the nobles
and lives to bestir;
as beauty abounds
in all its surrounds;
hedges, greenery
enchanting scenery
and trees of fir;
the king was checked
the costs of the day
the amounts to pay
the king held sway
Colbert gave way:
Le Notre, Le Vau
who came from Vaux
with much to bestow
gave of themselves
a fine tableau;
with much to do
perspective and view
statues and yew,
menagerie, orangerie
and stable;
Versailles is your magic
with flowers bedecked
an enchanting effect
of rose, bay leaf
and maple;
As a Tower of Babel
on terrain sable
embellished by
a Fontaine fable;
and
topiary relief,
to enhance
by chance
as writ on a script
in ancient Sanskrit
or from Old Egypt:
a verdant
flowering
sand table;
glanced off the stage
peppered by age
did you not know?
This was the show:
Curtain came down
At the sun-down
and turn of a page;
come to this place
and never forget
the wonder and pageant
which the place would beget;
Now it is the end of the story,
don't forget the beauty-
chapel created in glory
songs of wonder
never cease;
beautiful Marly, the Tuileries
Louvre,
all of these places in the heart
ever from,
it was from the start;
Louis never took from the story,
he only added his theme.
And now with a different generation of
folk
living their lives under a different
yoke
who seek out the renewing green oak
travel a long and endurance path
this we know
as we go along
the time has come to sing a new song
the times of beauty and wonder
we admire from the past
as our spirits tread in a spirit of
lightness
and now hope for a brightness
not ever dimm'd
but to last over yonder
and forever held fast
seeking beauty
wherever it may be
this we hope to always see.
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
The Winter Sun on a Distant Shore
Oh, how I love the Winter Sun
which glints and glimmers free-
spills upon the ocean wave
and sparkles upon the Sea:
Oh, how I love that Winter Scene
God grant that I may ever dream
and see a different Winter Gleam
In a place serene:
And the sparkle in the tree:
as the ocean birds
warm their wings
in a windvale lee;
It glanced upon the lily pond
Came down to the shining sea
where a wonderful palm frond
waved back and forward to me:
And out on that glittering sea
Beckoned awhile a beautiful boat
Gleaming bright
upon the ocean white:
Rocking to and fro
upon the ocean breeze
Taking me
To wherever I please?
On the horizon
The glint of the sun
This I knew
was the one,
The boat of my Dreams:
Get on, get on
get on with the tide
the call of Nature is on your side:
the breeze was right
the time was night
and on to this ship I embarked
And now it was a
Dream of mine
gliding along the brine
Looked up and saw a pine,
Shadowy branches
Spreading all along
a breaking surf incline;
and upon this golden ship
could be an achor over to climb
for a future
way past time:-
This golden light
ever bright
springs forth amongst the trees-
Golden Splendour
My Delight
Greenery, symmetrically
A bird haven, shelter
which beauty about decrees:
This winter light
sparkles white
glinting bright
on a distant land:
where pink-tinged clouds
touch lightly on golden sand
in a powder blue haze
of an orange sunset maze;
and distant birds call a night retreat
onward,
gracefully gliding,
wings flapping on a silent beat:
And the noble green
where dancing shadows
flicker in-between
the tall poplar, fig and rose
on a distant shore.
Oh, for me a
distant slip
Where forever
lands,
A Golden Horizon
burns ever so bright:
And golden were the tomorrows I could
see
on this enchantment-filled sea-trip;
Imaginings, imaginings
If only this were true-
To sail across the ocean blue
to a distant shore
with colours of every hue:
This, I say, to my regret
A land where once there was a Crown
and the gold-fish danced beside the
ship
the dolphins frolicked
in their play
At the closing of the day;
The sails went up,
the winds did whirl
About and about
A glorious show
As sails unfurl;
A place where people
would bow and clasp your hand:
Oh, help me, Master, to understand
That as I sail to another land
the truth alone I see in mine own eyes
Not difficulties in another guise:
with beauty, truth
the perspective clears
and hope our Master
always hears-
I see light come from the grey
Banish all my thoughts away
There is beauty in the day
And for peace
I will always pray.
Come let us form a circle for our
friends
And light a candle for this hope
And clap together our hands
for in giving peace
we give scope
for people visiting other lands.
A new life prospers true
And gives the day a new spark
Taking me from days of dark
If I could only see
A wonderful world
A place to be
wherever you may be.
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Little Women (film)
Little Women is a mini-series on dvd and
well worth watching.
An enchanting story of a family of four
daughters and their ups and downs in life
set during the time of the Civil War in
New England, USA.
The costumes are elegant and the
characters endearing. The scenery, settings
and story line make for a wonderful
film. The horses and carriages and the elegance of the times bring
to life a different kind of world.
Jo was the bright spark who wished to
follow her dreams of becoming a writer. Jo was
the perennial tom-boy who loved nothing
more than to be dashing through the fields or
climbing trees.
Jo at one time was at cross-purposes
with a German professor regarding
her scripts of stories which were first
published. She had become a governess and was writing
short stories for a paper in New York.
The publisher of her
stories had initially informed her that
the readers wished to be entertained and not read
moralistic stories. However, the
publisher did admit that he did take a liking to her stories.
She perhaps should have informed the
professor of this at the time. She did perhaps change her
stories a little to find favour with
the publisher.
The aspect of her writing progress in
the story is fascinating to follow and also how Jo's writing
abilities eventually
developed. Finally, Jo felt that the
stories wrote themselves later as she became a more
proficient writer with a deeper
understanding and experience of life's sadness and
trauma.
Little Women is tinged with sadness
but also with the lightness of spirit
and the charm of the characters. It is
a story of life. It has great beauty and acts of selflessness
demonstrated by the characters in times
of need.
The stories of the romances of the
daughters are also wonderful.
One daughter, Amy, travels to
Europe. Another daughter has a
wedding.
The film is based on the book by Louisa
May Alcott which I read many years ago.
It was a delight and pleasure to view
this beautiful film.
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Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Story of Esther on film
A lovely film which I enjoyed watching
on dvd.
This is the biblical story of Queen
Esther who eventually helped free
her Jewish people.
The story needs to be seen within the
context of the times where women
could be banished as occurred to queen
Vashti for not attending an entertainment
and banquet for the King's assembled
nobles and visiting dignitaries.
King Xerxes often took advice from his
wise and experienced counsellors. He was
advised to send Queen Vashti away and
find a more suitable queen.
Esther never asked for anything. It
was customary for the women of the harem
to request whatever they may require
before going into the king's presence. Esther was
happy to oblige with whatever was
suggested by the eunuchs in attendance who served
the king.
It was a fascinating time in history.
The action of the story takes place in Susa and King Xerxes was King
of Persia and Media and reigned over 127 provinces.
Esther's Jewish background was not
known. This was
on the instructions of Mordecai, a
cousin who had brought Esther up.
Mordecai, at a later stage, saved the
king's life by discovering a plot.
Haman, a noble who had been elevated at
the court by the king, had issued an edict to destroy Jewish people.
He was also plotting against Mordecai.
The story is fascinating with beautiful
settings and exquisite costumes. Esther becomes a beautiful queen
and it is in this respect as a queen and using her wits she tries to
do as Mordecai wished by
influencing the king as regards the
Jewish people.
Mordecai had sent messages to Esther
and after receiving a reply he warned her that she could
not remain silent on this issue and
that just because she lived in the king's palace she could not
believe that she alone of the Jewish people would escape. The
Jewish people may find another way for their deliverance but she
would not be safe. He also believed that it was possible that Esther
was a royal for such a time as this. This strong message of Mordecai
spurred Esther to try and do something to influence the king. In the
biblical story, Esther and her maids fasted for three days and she
also requested Mordecai to do the same with the Jews of Susa.
Within the context of the story Esther
was playing with fire. The king had not seen her for thirty days
when she eventually went to see him. He offered the gold sceptre
which was an exception to the rule that people without formal request
who entered into the king's presence were punished and put to death.
With lavish surroundings and banquets
which Esther prepares the story moves to its climax and eventually
the Jews are freed. The tables are turned on Haman.
The film is excellent and well worth
watching. Esther and the king are wonderful characters.
I loved viewing this film and may watch
it again. It has all the elements of a great and wonderful story and
with clever manoevrings on the part of Mordecai, who was subsequently
raised to a high level in the court, and also of Queen Esther, the
Jewish people found their freedom again. They issued a decree that
the Jews were allowed to gather and protect themselves. The occasion
became a celebrated feast day in all of the provinces of the king.
It is a wonderful story.
Temple of Esther and Mordecai:
Best wishes from Sandra
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