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Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes,
And honored among wagons I was prince of the apple towns
And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves
Trail with daisies and barley
Down the rivers of the windfall light. Magical Childhood

Amazing kids photographypintopinterestAnd as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns
About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home,
In the sun that is young once only,
Time let me play and be
Golden in the mercy of his means,
And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves
Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold,
And the sabbath rang slowly
In the pebbles of the holy streams.

2016_06JuneFortFisherBabiesCollage 2pintopinterestAll the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay
Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air
And playing, lovely and watery
And fire green as grass.
And nightly under the simple stars
As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away,
All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars
Flying with the ricks, and the horses
Flashing into the dark.

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And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white
With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all
Shining, it was Adam and maiden,
The sky gathered again
And the sun grew round that very day.
So it must have been after the birth of the simple light
In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking warm
Out of the whinnying green stable
On to the fields of praise.

Voices Of The Night – Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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A few who watched me sail away
Will miss my craft from the busy bay
Some friendly barques were anchored near
Some loving souls my heart held dear Sail away

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In silent sorrow will drop a tear
But I shall have peacefully furled my sail
In mooring sheltered from the storm and gale
And greeted friends who had sailed before
O’er the Unknown Sea
To the Unknown Shore
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A melody

Plays inside my mind

Resonating every fiber of me

The sweetest notes combined

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A rhythm

Vivacious rushing through my veins

All obstacles can be overcome

The beauty is what remains

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A dance

Swirling through my soul

Delightedly lost in trance

  The music is in control

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A song

Created by my heart

Listen to it all night long

The most enchanting art  (poem by Just Patty )

IrinaReichertPhotographyBoudior (42)pintopinterestAwesome Yellow Beats! Love those! Sound is amazing and they are so fun and stylish as a prop as well … Beats Headphones are awesome!  Song of my heartIrinaReichertPhotographyBoudior (40)pintopinterest

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Nothing exited me more then working and creating with other amazing artists. I had an awesome team for this shoot!

Irina Reichert Photogrpahy Bellamy1 (22)pintopinterestShe walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

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One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

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And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

She Walks In Beauty – Poem by George Gordon Byron

Irina Reichert Photogrpahy Bellamy1 (25)pintopinterestThank you to Bellamy Mansion Museum for giving up this amazing opportunity to shoot. And special thank you to my models and my dear friend and great photographer David Pascua for being such an amazing team!

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