"She had long accepted the fact
that happiness is like
that happiness is like
swallows in
Spring.
Spring.
It may come and nest under
your eaves or it may not.
your eaves or it may not.
You cannot command it.
When you expect to
be happy you are not,
when you don't
expect to be happy
expect to be happy
there's suddenly
Easter in your soul,
Easter in your soul,
though it be midwinter.”
Elizabeth Goudge
* * *
the fledglings are
I believe they were
* * *
may you find unexpected
happiness dwelling in your heart
