Sunday.. .Everyday

{Reverently, Quietly.. .}
Holiness

<3

shades of the tide

a book enveloped in Lovely

precious pastels recently acquired

broken but mended

& a forgotten stash of the Gently Lit <3

to persevere,

in Order to Create!

Journey,

Of A Thousand Precious things

the importance {of what is important}

really never makeup shopping myself, 

but letting my Sister show me the Ropes :)

water from the Rock

a feline 

& a poem in overcoming

!

Walt Whitman : On the Beach at Night

On the beach at night, Stands a child with her father, Watching the east, the autumn sky. Up through the darkness, While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses spreading, Lower sullen and fast athwart and down the sky, Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the east, Ascends large and calm the lord-star Jupiter, And night at hand, only a very little above, Swim the delicate sisters the Pleiades. From the beach the child holding the hand of her father, Those burial-clouds that lower victorious soon to devour all, Watching, silently weeps. Weep not, child, Weep not, my darling, Let me remove your tears, The ravening clouds shall not long be victorious, They shall not long possess the sky, they devour the stars only in apparition, Jupiter shall emerge, be patient, watch again another night, the Pleiades shall emerge, They are immortal, all those stars both silvery and golden shall shine out again, The great stars and the little ones shall shine out again, they endure,

~ a week's worth

{of memories} <3

& my sister's precious prose!