Because tomorrow we are bound for snow, I tonight post color. Because it is winter and indoors, I declare early summer, a garden. Because I disappeared for a while to write a novel, and because the writing hurt, because it brutalized, because it taught me something, I announce the blessings of pushing through. For no certain win. For no sure glory. For nothing more than the satisfaction (weary, and good) of knowing that I asked the best of myself, and that the I of me stood tall and answered.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Because
Because tomorrow we are bound for snow, I tonight post color. Because it is winter and indoors, I declare early summer, a garden. Because I disappeared for a while to write a novel, and because the writing hurt, because it brutalized, because it taught me something, I announce the blessings of pushing through. For no certain win. For no sure glory. For nothing more than the satisfaction (weary, and good) of knowing that I asked the best of myself, and that the I of me stood tall and answered.
I need that color, as cold as it is outside. But I shall wear my new wool coat tomorrow - and it's bright green.
ReplyDelete"For no sure glory. For nothing more than the satisfaction (weary, and good) of knowing that I asked the best of myself, and that the I of me stood tall and answered." This gives me chills.
ReplyDeleteAnd you make time to inspire us with all this beauty because you are kind.
ReplyDeleteColor is a beautiful thing to post, Beth. It's always uplifting!
ReplyDeleteLiviana, I can just imagine you in green (what's your hairstyle these days, by the way?). And Maya, you know what all this means. Sherry, had I no readers such as you there'd be no purpose to this blog. PJ, I think of you and your brightly painted new rooms.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photo and gorgeous sentiment...
ReplyDeleteI'm so excited for you...
XO
Anna