The Infinite a sudden Guest
Has been assumed to be—
But how can that stupendous come
Which never went away?Emily Dickinson
from The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
World news causes fairly widespread breathlessness. Sometimes I’m comforted – for all its enormity – by reflecting upon my little space and place within the context of the infinite. The phrase ‘underneath are the everlasting arms’ comes to mind.
wind in my wheels 🌱 