{"id":1845,"date":"2013-06-27T12:39:08","date_gmt":"2013-06-27T09:39:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=1845"},"modified":"2013-06-27T23:19:36","modified_gmt":"2013-06-27T20:19:36","slug":"colour","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=1845","title":{"rendered":"Colour"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Colour
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The lovely things that I have watched unthinking,
Unknowing, day by day,
That their soft dyes have steeped my soul in colour
That will not pass away –<\/p>\n

Great saffron sunset clouds, and larkspur mountains,
And fenceless miles of plain,
And hillsides golden-green in that unearthly
Clear shining after rain;<\/p>\n

And nights of blue and pearl, and long smooth beaches,
Yellow as sunburnt wheat,
Edged with a line of foam that creams and hisses,
Enticing weary feet.<\/p>\n

And emeralds, and sunset-hearted opals,
And Asian marble, veined
With scarlet flame, and cool green jade, and moonstones
Misty and azure-stained;<\/p>\n

And almond trees in bloom, and oleanders,
Or a wide purple sea,
Of plain-land gorgeous with a lovely poison,
The evil Darling pea.<\/p>\n

If I am tired I call on these to help me
To dream -and dawn-lit skies,
Lemon and pink, or faintest, coolest lilac,
Float on my soothed eyes.<\/p>\n

There is no night so black but you shine through it,
There is no morn so drear,
O Colour of the World, but I can find you,
Most tender, pure and clear.<\/p>\n

Thanks be to God, Who gave this gift of colour,
Which who shall seek shall find;
Thanks be to God, Who gives me strength to hold it,
Though I were stricken blind.”<\/p>\n

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by Dorothea Mackellar<\/blockquote><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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