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there are two sets of branches here - reaching for each other - one in the red of passion and one in the blue of despair - and in case you are not familiar with the story - Barbara Allen
I have pasted this from http://www.contemplator.com/child/brballen.html
(there is a midi file of the tune, but it is a bit quick for my taste)
Barbara Allen
In Scarlet town where I was born,
There was a fair maid dwellin'
Made every youth cry Well-a-day,
Her name was Barb'ra Allen.
All in the merry month of May,
When green buds they were swellin'
Young Willie Grove on his death-bed lay,
For love of Barb'ra Allen.
He sent his servant to her door
To the town where he was dwellin'
Haste ye come, to my master's call,
If your name be be Barb'ra Allen.
So slowly, slowly got she up,
And slowly she drew nigh him,
And all she said when there she came:
"Young man, I think you're dying!"
He turned his face unto the wall
And death was drawing nigh him.
Good bye, Good bye to dear friends all,
Be kind to Bar'bra Allen
When he was dead and laid in grave,
She heard the death bell knelling.
And every note, did seem to say
Oh, cruel Barb'ra Allen
"Oh mother, mother, make my bed
Make it soft and narrow
Sweet William died, for love of me,
And I shall of sorrow."
They buried her in the old churchyard
Sweet William's grave was neigh hers
And from his grave grew a red, red rose
From hers a cruel briar.
They grew and grew up the old church spire
Until they could grow no higher
And there they twined, in a true love knot,
The red, red rose and the briar.
Lyrics and information are complied from several sources..
There are a legion of others.
Comments (14)
redbeard
Interesting visual interpretation of this great poem/story. Love the bold forms and colors, as they intertwine the blue of despair may eventually overcome all for the red of passion is but a fleeting emotion. Time expands and envelopes all.
maud
Absolutely gorgeous! Great composition of colors..Excellent work :)
Richardphotos
Helen your words are very creeative and your fractal very beautiful.great details
zoozee
Such a wonderful fractal ! ... I simply adore those colors ! :) ... The words goes so well with this too :):)
KITCHAOS
I do know this song Helen, wonderful piece to go along with it. Life and death walk hand in hand.
LFNForever
GORGEOUS!! :)
paragon5
Great image, Helen! Love the image and all of it's complexities! Very touching story!
kimpe
Very special, nice image!
RodolfoCiminelli
A creative and excellent fractalwork!!!
RNGOERNER
A beautiful visual rendition of one of my favorite ballads of all time - a sad, poignant and gripping romance of colors and forms, immortalized in beautiful light! VOTE
jocko500
love how it looks
Rykk
WAY cool fractal! L I really like the form and the imposing vibe from how you composed it "close up". Excellent and then some!
Myako
Wow cool stalks love this fractal ^^ excellent work!
Star4mation
Exelellent use of strands and colour. Good story too.