I’ve returned to Yeats.
William Butler Yeats, that is, because of “The Celtic Twilight” – first published in 1893 yet resonant for me today. A volume that’s comprised of Yeats’ early morning reveries. They speak to me, especially as autumn approaches. Stoking my sense of wonder, my belief in possibilities…
Hand in hand.
I love the invitational aspects of Yeats’ words. Here are two examples that inspire…
Instill hope.
Especially when I read these verses in tandem:
“Come away, O human child:
To the waters and the wild
with a fairy, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full
of weeping than you can
understand.”
“Go forth, the tellers of tales.
And seize whatever
the heart longs for.
Have no fear.
Everything exists.
And everything is true.
And the earth is only
A little dust
Under our feet.”
Vicki 💝
Victoria Ponders 
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