Tis the Set of the Sail
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox But to every mind there openeth,A way, and way, and away,A high soul climbs the highway,And the low soul gropes the low,And in between on the misty flats,The rest drift to…
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox But to every mind there openeth,A way, and way, and away,A high soul climbs the highway,And the low soul gropes the low,And in between on the misty flats,The rest drift to…
Jason Helopoulos tells of a day in Dallas, Texas when he and his wife were walking around the city with her new camera. He noticed a clock on the tall bell tower of a large…