Sara Teasdale

(8 August 1884 – 29 January 1933 / Missouri)

Alchemy


I lift my heart as spring lifts up
A yellow daisy to the rain;
My heart will be a lovely cup
Altho' it holds but pain.

For I shall learn from flower and leaf
That color every drop they hold,
To change the lifeless wine of grief
To living gold.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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  • Rookie - 557 Points Leslie Sharp (9/6/2014 7:49:00 AM)

    No matter how tormented our souls become! We can transform them. No matter how broken our physical
    body become we can heal them' Simply beautiful! I'm in love with alchemy! I believe its the magic elixir of healing. (Report) Reply

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