The Jewel
There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.
- James Wright
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Love that. Adore that photo.
HP
Posted by: Health Psych | March 22, 2009 at 10:55 AM
Gorgeous photo ... gorgeous poem. We all need air behind our body that noone can touch.
Posted by: coffeeyogurt | March 23, 2009 at 02:58 PM
Hi HP, and Phd, Yep, it really struck me as a beautiful reminder, a place to gather strength.
Posted by: alison | March 23, 2009 at 08:13 PM