Thursday, December 18, 2008

For Miss Charlotte Bronte.


Life seems easier when seen through a blur.


The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter -
often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter - in the eye.


The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed;
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

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