There are things I tell no one..
they haunt me in my sleep
and find me in the morning
raw and alone
Most nights
my dreams are more real than my days
and I awake rest less
and fragile
having battled what I cannot face
in daylight
today my body is a shadow
and my nerves cast a long but broken line against
the earth
I am afraid of being discovered
For all that I am not
I am but a cold whisper
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A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
deidre noreen