Anew (erasing Elizabeth Barrett Browning)
The depth and breadth and height
of old griefs
when feeling out of sight
with lost saints,
put passion to use —
everyday Being turn
to breath and chosen Grace
and count the ways of love.
Anew (erasing Elizabeth Barrett Browning)
The depth and breadth and height
of old griefs
when feeling out of sight
with lost saints,
put passion to use —
everyday Being turn
to breath and chosen Grace
and count the ways of love.
Stopping here, little horse
The sweep of wind and evening promises
The snow, the village, the farmhouse
the woods, the frozen lake
dark harness bells, an easy wind
and miles to go