%%She walks in Beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which Heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!%% ![[3c0a69dd-23fe-4556-b14b-4a42671747db-0-930570480.png]] %%Her hair as dark as midnight Sleek and wavy, trailing down. Her skin as pale as moonlight Projects a silvery glow all around. The night so cool and quiet, As the stars twinkle in the sky. And all of nature stands in awe, As this beauty passes by%% ![[1f4f2bd1-5174-44ae-a4c2-4340d37ab9df-0-3549130148.png]] %%Light-winged Smoke, Icarian bird, Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight, Lark without song, and messenger of dawn, Circling above the hamlets as thy nest; Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts; By night star-veiling, and by day Darkening the light and blotting out the sun; Go thou my incense upward from this hearth, And ask the gods to pardon this clear flame%% ![[1b53d644-6fa8-4f66-b0a8-844e1150262b-0-3665020394.png]] %%That terrible, dry-throated feeling With tongue so parched it sticks To the roof of my mouth like putty. Nothing there to swallow but air. Then the lovely tinkling of ice Falling into a glass, And the steady fizzing sound Of a stream of soda pouring. The soothing feel of cold Glass against my lips. The blessed wetness Bathing lips, tongue, and throat%% ![[cfa06e9b-5b26-4c36-a4ae-9200bf6c8b39-0-2675830061.png]] %% Rain falling with all it's Patterns bestowed Watching ground targets Seeds calling Root pouting coves Stretching limbs in weakness Meeting beginnings Steepness Peeking trough Descriptive stories told...%% ![[81735f0c-3bb0-4306-941e-13f4361f875f-0-3491498794.png]]