As I blissfully awake to the first songs of spring birds, fervent and hopeful, I recall the fresh lines of Dante: "Your apprehension draws an image from / a real object and expands upon / that object until soul has turned toward it; / and if, so turned, the soul tends steadfastly, / then that propensity is love--it's nature / that joins the soul in you, anew, through beauty." --- Purgatorio XVIII 22-27
Ahhh, spring draws near.
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