Upon Return



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.


Brittany said...

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!

Kari said...

I can't believe I haven't read that before. So perfect and lovely. Thank you for sharing!

Brissa said...

what beautiful words to go with those pictures. i love it.