waylaid

What is divinity if it can come

Only in silent shadows and in dreams?

...Things to be cherished like the thought of heaven?

Divinity must have within herself:
Passions of rain, or moods in falling snow;

Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued

Elations when the forest blooms; gusty

Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights;

All pleasures and all pains, remembering

The bough of summer and the winter branch.

These are the measures destined for her soul.

wallace stevens: 'sunday morning'