Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God,
But only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Upon my return from a week at the Lake,
this poem is the only thing in my thoughts.
3 comments:
Oh, that poem is one of my favorites. And the sunsets have been out of control lately. You got some beautiful photos too. I can't wait to hear all about your trip!
I can't believe I haven't read that before. So perfect and lovely. Thank you for sharing!
what beautiful words to go with those pictures. i love it.
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