Soul Blossoming A to Z: W is for Wondrous

Wondrous: that is to be marveled at; inspiring a feeling of wonder or delight.

Wonder: a feeling of surprise mingled with admiration, caused by something beautiful, unexpected, unfamiliar, or inexplicable.

It’s W day–and Poetry Friday–

and the end of a very busy week.

But is such a marvelous (or should I say wonderful) letter. And this week’s Poetry Friday is hosted by Carol at Beyond Literacy Link. Stop by her blog to see what she and other poets have to share on this final Friday of National Poetry Month (aka April).

A “W” word list poem (more or less):

In honor of spring, which seems to really have arrived–another wondrous rebirth of Mother Earth.

A SPRING POEM IN  (mostly) Ws

Winter’s waning.

Water’s warming.

It’s

Wild, wonderful,

Wooly, wistful

Spring.

It’s

Wet, wicked,

Watching and waiting,

long wished-for

Spring–

When

Woods waken,

Wrens warble,

Willows waltz

and weep green

While wind whistles–

It’s wondrous, whimsical,

and very welcome

Spring.

Wondrous wonder, and wonderful words by Walt Whitman

One of the greatest joys of spending time with young children is the chance to re-experience the wonder they find in everything in the world. Everything is wondrous and new. The whole world has yet to be discovered.

I love this poem by Walt Whitman, which speaks of the wonder and imagination of the child:

There was a child went forth every day,
And the first object he looked upon and received with wonder or pity or love or dread, that object he became,
And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day . . . . or for many years or stretching cycles of years.

The early lilacs became part of this child,
And grass, and white and red morning glories, and white and red clover, and the song of the phœbe-bird,…

(and here’s the rest)

Another wonderful poem

And for some reason, I was also thinking today of this poem–which doesn’t use the word “wondrous” or “wonder,” but evokes that feeling for me. I also like it because it’s about dreams:

The Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light;
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

W. B. Yeats

Look for the Wonder of it All

It’s easy to get caught up in everyday tasks and forget to be amazed. But wonder lives all around us–and we can experience it if we open our eyes and our hearts. What wondrous things did you see today? I saw many–when I pause to think about it–I witnessed 2 children falling asleep, about 5 of them pouring water on the sidewalk and painting with chalk in the water while singing a song they made up, lots of smiles and a few hugs, the sight of flowering spring trees and bushes, and of course, the newest wonder in my life–the mountains and today, watching a storm blow in from them.

I hope you have a wonder-full day. Thank you for stopping by! xoxo