oh, e.e. you always know what to say... {misty}

  

 i could have posted "peonies"  by mary oliver, but i love this e.e. cummings poem too much today.  perhaps i should have fallen for some roses instead of these peonies... regardless, here is my offering.  

 {i am loving this site, (thank you, lk for putting it together)  i come here when i need a break from my deadlines/chores/life... i hope we all continue to share more and more.} sharing m

Comments

[Jennifer White]

I've never read this one before...the line that reads "nothing to which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your fragility..." really resonates for me. I keep re-reading that line and it just reminds me that I am only this small speck on the face of this life, world, universe, etc. I almost find comfort in that since there are so many times that I forget all that goes on outside my day-to-day world, especially when my life is so full of change and upheaval right now.