Tonight I walked under the stars through the snow & stopped & looked at my far sparklers…

Tonight I walked under the stars through the snow & stopped & looked at my far sparklers & heard the voice of the wind so slight & pure & deep as if it were the sound of the stars themselves revolving.

Ralph Waldo Emerson
Journals and Miscellaneous Notebooks 5:454

Posted in: Journals on June 14, 2012 | 1 Comment »
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  1. On May 3, 2013 at 2:59 am Judith Dopak Said:

    Christmas Eve is special to enjoy snow and a crisp cool night; just before midnight it is very quiet. The stillness softens the soul. All is well.

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