a little space

Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate,
I find under the boughs of love and hate,
In all poor foolish things that live a day,
Eternal beauty wandering her way.

Come near, come near, come near--Ah, leave me still
A little space for the rose-breath to fill!

--William Butler Yeats

the sun is shining
the fog is lifting
words of beauty speak again
my eyes have opened
my heart is grateful
friends have drawn near &
still left me space for breath to fill.

blessings to all who read here today. peace.

Comments

[Anonymous]

Lucy, glad you walked the valley. Sounds like you are safely approaching the other side. Welcome back. Love, Pamela

[storyteller]

Thanks for visiting Sacred Ruminations earlier and directing my attention here ;--)

You were right ... this does
raise my spirit as I read
what you've written here

I can't believe it's been 10 days since you left ... because somehow I've not found time to catch up here at 'Diamonds' when I was certain I would. Sigh! Maybe tomorrow ... or Sunday? In any case ... WELCOME BACK LUCY!!! I'll look forward to whatever you decide to share about your experiences in future posts.

Hugs and blessings,

[Karen]

Beautiful, beautiful collage...

[Abbey of the Arts]

so glad to share time with you in person last week and so glad to hear of beauty speaking to you again. xoxoxo C