I was reading poetry over the weekend. It is not my normal reading material but something prompted me to read a few pieces.
Poetry is a beautiful fabric of words that lift and dip from line to line. They weave a scene and create emotion with a simple word or phrase.
It is an art form that, for centuries, has described the world we live. Some pieces are tragic and emotionally draining. While others are lifting and romantic. Each has the power to propel the reader into the scene and experience that moment in time.
Today I am sharing this lovely poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.