Sunday, June 23, 2013

Hope is the Thing

Tonight is supposed to be a super moon. So as soon as you read this post, go outside and be awed.~~GH

"Hope" is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I've heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me. 

        ~~Emily Dickinson

[Tomorrow: Thoughts on Women and Flowers]

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