STARRY NIGHT SKY
Among the branches of the perfect trees. All night I heard the small kingdoms breathing around me, the insects, and the birds who do their work in the darkness. All night I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling with a luminous doom. By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times into something better. -Mary Oliver via She Sings to the Stars - Pinned 3-10-2015.