A few of my treasures to behold:
From 'The Elegance of the Hedgehog', a haiku by Kokinshu -
The white pearls
Fallen on my sleeves with my heart still full
We parted
I take them with me
as memory of you
From the poem 'A Litany of contrition by Elizabeth Jennings -
Dew on snowdrop weep for me
Rain in a rose cleanse my heart
From the poem 'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening' by Robert Frost -
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake
From an Emily Dickinson poem -
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
I hope that you enjoy these precious jewels
2 comments:
"Hope is the thing with feathers-
That perches in the soul-
This is beautiful and very true. No matter what, there's always hope.
This is a lovely post.
Yes, I love those lines of Emily Dickinson.
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