Exultation is the going
Of an inland soul to sea,
Past the headlands, past the heartlands,
Into deep eternity.
Bred as we among the mountains,
Can the sailor understand
The divine intoxication
Of the first league out from land?
~Emily Dickinson After poetry there must be pretense, yes? It's what usually follows.
A simple site to share things of myself with those I care about but do not see. You will find pictures, writing, art that I feel brave enough to show, and links to people and places I enjoy. Please feel free to write tell me your thoughts or share things you think I would appreciate.
Merry meet, and merry meet again. |
