Yeah, this is what I am talking about!

March 12, 2009 at 4:35 pm (Just Writing from the Soul)

There is a nook among the alders

Still sleeping in the catbird’s hush.
Below, a long stone-bridge is bending
Above the runnel’s silent rush.
A dreamer hither often wanders
And gathers many a snow-white stone.
He weighs them, poised upon his finger
Divin’ng each one’s silv’ry tone.

He drops them!  When the stream makes music
Fair visions with it’s vault voiced-swell,
And so, for us, the future rises,
And thought-stones stir our hearts farewell.

-Robert Frost


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