The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
Wishing you a wonderful weekend. Coming next week: Rothko manicures, dangerous women, a new POV.
That's beautiful, Shoko.
ReplyDeleteGreat photos!
ReplyDeleteI love this poem! Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteBrianna, all of Emily's work is amazing!
ReplyDeletebeautiful! have a fantastic weekend!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful - the poem and Emily's work. Hope you're having a marvelous weekend!
ReplyDeletethis was a beautiful post, very inspiring! the pictures are wonderful too.
ReplyDelete:) One of my favourite things to remind myself is throw adversity grows character, reading that poem made me think of it anyway!
ReplyDeleteSo pleased to share it :)
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