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Elizabeth Browning



Saturday, March 28, 2015

Heaven in our Souls

“After the rains departed the skies and settled on earth - clear skies; moist brilliant earth - greater clarity returned to life alone with the blue above and made the world below rejoice with the freshness of the recent rain. It left heaven in our souls and a freshness in our hearts.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
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early misty morning
trees looming through grayness
mountain majesty cloaked in drabness
the beauty hidden

the ground sodden as the rains soaked into
the thirsty soil

then a sliver
just
of light

and the clouds break open to
azure blue
fleeing the coming sun

the grass sparkles with silvery
points of grace
and the ground steams

as I step lightly into the world
with heaven in my soul

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