“Even in the mud and scum of things, something always, always sings.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Haiku [untitled]
Winter and the cold snow bring the dark-eyed juncos. My heart, full, watches.
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Today's color: White GISH Starchy shrapnel covers the cutting board-- evidence of a warped mind driven to carve a couch ...
3 comments:
Always! Sometime though, I confess to being hard of hearing :/
Training oneself to listen for the song in the midst of hard stuff is crucial to avoid being swallowed up by it. Great quote, Letitia.
I am glad you both liked the quote. Emerson is one of my favorites from whom to draw and this quote is close to my heart. It's a little like looking for the beauty in storm clouds. :)
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