James Matthew Barrie

Some words from Emily Dickinson.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Emily Dickinson



The words of Richard Bach ~ one lone quotation from the inspiration of Jonathan Seagull.
"My High Flying Bird"
4 comments:
Wendy....i love it here and love your book...and your inspiring tutorials which I am all linked with now! Blessings my friend..Eden
Thank you sweet Eden. Angel blessings.
Oh Wendy! Such inspiring (a few of my favorites:) words and fabulous art. Your wings are in full regalia, my friend. Hope all is well!
just gorgeous!! inspiring works and words! xox
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