Did you know that my apartment is the most beautiful place in the whole world? Well it is.

When I lie in my bed, I look  at the dark  blue/green walls  with the cream colored trim and the white ceiling and they are beautiful to me.

As I wander from room to room, I admire the things I have accumulated over the years. Each one has a special memory and each is beautiful to me.

Sometimes the beauty of it all makes me weep.

And that is OK too.

In this spirit, I give you another poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay:

God’s World




O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists that roll and rise!
Thy woods this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough! Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart, — Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me, — let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.