There was a mix-up in this week's picture and motto, so I came up with it myself.
Oh to be free of myself,
With nothing left to remember,
To have my heart as bare
As a tree in December;
Resting, as a tree rests
After its leaves are gone,
Waiting no more for a rain at night
Nor for the red at dawn;
- Sara Teasdale, The Tree
(click for full glorious size)
No comments:
Post a Comment