Some thing that fly there be,
Birds, Hours, the Bumblebee,
Of these no elegy.
Some things that stay there be,
Grief, Hills, Eternity,
Nor this behooveth me.
There are that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the riddle lies!
- Emily Dickinson
A new painting in my shop:
5 comments:
Lovely , lovely words and a beautiful painting I adore your colour palette
Lynn xx
Very beautiful painting, and a wonderful quote.
thank you ; )
Sooo beautiful Holly. The detail is incredible.
Hour of Birds is beautiful, Holly! A wonderful composition and so serene.
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