I have seen the sun break through to illuminate a small field for a while, and gone my way and…
Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently he whispered, “Be…
Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing Under my eye; Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing Over…
When will the stream be aweary of flowing Under my eye? When will the wind be aweary of blowing Over…
A noiseless, patient spider, I mark’d, where, on a little promontory, it stood, isolated; Mark’d how, to explore the vacant,…
Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is…
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame; As tumbled over rim in roundy wells Stones ring; like each tucked string…
Thou fair-hair’d angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love;…
“That Love is all there is, Is all we know of Love… ” Emily Dickinson It wasn’t you, it wasn’t…
Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft…