... many things... but mostly (perhaps because I was listening to Beethoven when I first saw it) a very subjective thought, a specific memory of a different time and place where I could see, both literally and figuratively, many things that shaped my life at the time...sky, water, mountains...a boat... the "eye" of perception... many things...
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This one puzzles me.I love it and cannot discern why other than I sense a greatness about it rather than a story...........the title especially intrigues
All of earth is crammed with heaven And every bush aflame with God But only those who see take off their shoes. - Elizabeth Barrett Browning<p>
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