My Heart Leaps Up

[poliphilo]

 

More than usually vivid rainbow this morning...

Looks like the pot o'gold could be buried under the old folks home on Sidings Close. 

"My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky.
So was it when my life began
So is it now I am a man:
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die.
The Child is father of the Man:
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety."

Which reminds me: the Meeting House acquired a volume of Wordsworth last week- the gift of a Friend who is leaving town and wanted to shed books (and plants) before she left. I slipped it onto a shelf in the Meeting Room next to the Bibles and Quaker Books of Discipline which people sometimes consult during worship because if Wordsworth isn't as inspired a writer as any Bible writer or old time Quaker I don't know what inspiration is....