Dreamland ~ Lewis Carroll
When midnight mists are creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,
From out the vanished ages,
With solemn pace and reverend face
Appear and pass away.
The blaze of noonday splendour,
The twilight soft and tender,
May charm the eye: yet they shall die,
Shall die and pass away.
But here, in Dreamland's centre,
No spoiler's hand may enter,
These visions fair, this radiance rare,
Shall never pass away.
I see the shadows falling,
The forms of old recalling;
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
I was trying my hardest to come up with a name for my photography business, my nickname is "Sunshine" so naturally everyone though I should go with "Sunshine Photography", "Sunny Photography" and well you get the point. As you can see from my above post I wanted my photos to be anyhthing but sunny, warm and happy. I was at a loss, until my wonderful friend Holly Clawson told me about the poem above. She frankly stated, "Charm The Eye" and I knew that was it. This post goes out to my dear friend and soul sister, Holly, whom has been such a great help and my own little muse.
