I’ve hesitated to write this blog post, because frankly I don’t
know where to start. I’ve been in the
Legendary London Centre for one week, and it has been the most amazing week of
adventures. In only one short week, I’ve
been to Piccadilly Circus, seen part of the London Wall, visited the Tower of
London, saw the Royal Bridge, ate at Borough Market, saw Twelfth Night at the
Globe, shopped at Portobello Market, went to 221B Baker Street and Speedy’s Café,
got a picture at platform 9 ¾, saw Big Ben and rode the London Eye, saw
Stonehenge, toured the Romans baths in Bath, and visited Wales. Amongst all of these things I’ve done, one
place that was really incredible to visit was Tintern Abbey in Wales. In our English class, we read a beautiful
poem by Wordsworth about Tintern Abbey.
At first, it appeared to be a very long poem that I didn’t totally
understand, but after re-reading it a few times, I began to understand the meaning
behind his wondrous words. The poem reminiscences
of a visit to Tintern Abbey years ago, and reflects on the simple beauties of
nature. As I read this poem, the theme
that came to my mind was nostalgia. This
feeling of nostalgia made me sit back and think back to memories from my
childhood and beautiful places I've seen. These are a few lines from the poem that really spoke to me: “Therefore am I
still/ A lover of the meadows and the
woods/ And mountains; and of all that we behold/ From this green earth; of all
the mighty world… In nature and the language of the sense/ The anchor of my
purest thoughts, the nurse,/ The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul/ Of
all my moral being.” I love these words about being still and being in
nature. After walking through Abbey that
was still standing, yet partially in ruins, I went behind it and sat on the
grass, where I wrote a poem of my own, reflecting on my feelings of the nature
around me. I’m so grateful that I was
able to visit Tintern Abbey, as well as of the places I’ve been so far on this
journey.
Tintern Abbey
By Jennie Tijerino
Glorious is the green
Of the hills and the trees
That surround and embrace me
At the very Tintern Abbey
Birds chirp in the
distance
Softly in the wind
The sun hits my back
Green grass beneath my
feet
The earth is alive
And connected
To these ancient walls
And aches that have
sprung from the soil
This magnificent structure
Still stands from the
ages
The spirit alive inside
And the air surrounding
it
Still echoes the songs
from within
Body and soul
I feel the enormity
The serenity
Of these sacred ruins
Glorious is the green
Of the hills and the
trees
That surround and
embrace me
At the very Tintern
Abbey
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