Epiphany
There is nothing that eases my heart so much As the wind that blows from the purple hills; 'Tis a hand of balsam whose healing touch Unburdens my bosom of ills. There is nothing that causes my soul to rejoice Like the sunset flaming without a flaw: 'Tis a burning bush whence God's own voice Addresses my spirit with awe. There is nothing that hallows my mind, meseems, Like the night with its moon and its stars above; 'Tis a mystical lily whose golden gleams Fulfill my being with love. There is nothing, no, nothing, we see and feel, That speaks to our souls some beautiful thought, That was not created to help us, and heal Our lives that are overwrought.
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"There is nothing that eases my heart so much..."
This evocative piece by Madison Julius Cawein, titled "Epiphany", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...