sunday simplicity: in the deep heart

Tyler Branch Photo via Wedding Chicks

Nought I could give today
Would half compare
With the long-treasured riches that somewhere
In the deep heart are stored–

S. Leishman Photography via Style Me Pretty

Cloud and the moon and mist and the whole hoard
Of frail, blue-bubbling stars,
And the cool blessing,
Like moth or wind caressing,
Of the fair, fresh rain-dipped flowers;
And all the spells of the sea, and the new green
Of moss and fern and bracken
Before their youth is stricken;
The thought of the trees at eventide, the hush
In the dark corn at morning,
And the wish
In your own heart still but dawning–

Our Labor of Love via Ruffled

All of these,
A soft weight on your hands,
I would give now;
And lastly myself made clean
And white as the wave-washed sand,
If I knew how.

- R S Thomas