Far Other Worlds
Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less,
Withdraws into its happiness:
The mind, that ocean where each kind
Does straight its own resemblance find;
Yet it creates, transcending these,
Far other worlds, and other seas;
Annihilating all that's made
To a green thought in a green shade.
The Garden, Andrew Marvell, 1621-1678
Reflections, shadows and textures of plants and structures somehow transcend time as we wander through gardens, and they become the way through which an image is revealed. IC/AR
Withdraws into its happiness:
The mind, that ocean where each kind
Does straight its own resemblance find;
Yet it creates, transcending these,
Far other worlds, and other seas;
Annihilating all that's made
To a green thought in a green shade.
The Garden, Andrew Marvell, 1621-1678
Reflections, shadows and textures of plants and structures somehow transcend time as we wander through gardens, and they become the way through which an image is revealed. IC/AR