07 May 2014
Hope, Missoula, Montana
“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all - …”
-From “"Hope" is the thing with feathers' by Emily Dickinson
May the song continue.
May we grasp tightly the grace granted us to listen and hear it.
(Thank you, dear sissy mine, for sharing this lovely poem quote many years ago.)
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The rich depth of shades is amazing - I'm seeing a fabric pattern, made into a cute jean-jacket style. Then I could really flap my wings.ReplyDelete
There's an entertaining mental image - the flapping, I mean. The jacket I could visualize, too.ReplyDelete