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