From e.e. cummings
All in green went my love riding
on a great horse of gold
into the silver dawn.
Perfect words for a morning last week when the warmer air brushed fog off the damp ground. Except I only looked; didn’t have these most perfect words. And finding a camera, let alone focusing it, is beyond my first-thing-in-the-morning self.
Check out Writers Quote Wednesday from Silver Threading. Thanks for the prompt. It’s been years since I read e.e.cummings. This was a good reason to do so.