Tuesday, June 2, 2015

hope, pg. 14 & 15


   I found a red feather today right outside 
                                     the back door.

                          Mr. Cardinal's feather---

"Hope is a thing with feathers" popped
into my mind. I felt the Holy Spirit's
presence:


Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
  World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.






Lines of poetry from Emily Dickinson and God's Grandeur 
by Gerald Manley Hopkins

3 comments:

Come Away With Me said...

Delightful!

melissa said...

I've always loved Emily Dickinson. The sweet man who manages the library used bookstore says he'll put a copy of her poems on hold for me when one comes in, which it will. :)

Love to you, sweet one. :)

Bonnie said...

well, I worked and worked at getting that photo
to turn right side up but it just wants to be
on its side!