OH. Oh! What is this picture, dearest Jo? OH! A tree, a winter tree, shed of its leaves, reaching so high into the heavens that it rises above the clouds?? And there sits Pooh, gazing at the moon…dreaming…wondering…praying…intending perhaps. Now what might Pooh intend? Wondrous things indeed, from a sweet innocent heart surely closely aligned to all that is Divine!!
WHAT joy and promise lives in this sweet picture. Goosebumps.
OH. Oh! What is this picture, dearest Jo? OH! A tree, a winter tree, shed of its leaves, reaching so high into the heavens that it rises above the clouds?? And there sits Pooh, gazing at the moon…dreaming…wondering…praying…intending perhaps. Now what might Pooh intend? Wondrous things indeed, from a sweet innocent heart surely closely aligned to all that is Divine!!
WHAT joy and promise lives in this sweet picture. Goosebumps.
peace… I feel it when I look at this.