I might if i liked yogurt
Her hair was whiter than snow, her smile was beautiful almost unreal.
I couldn't bare to see her slip through my fingertips again.
Lost in the darkness Afraid of the shadows.
Mate, I would love to finish and fill these out, but I help not doing the work, good luck though!
I think they saw nature in a spiritual way as the collective "Over-soul" of all the souls that create and reside in every form in creation. That means that very soul is one with and is the Over-soul, which some call God, but Dickinson and Whitman may have thought that word had to much connections to organized religion which has a different definition than they had.
