Via The Diablogger I am directed to a poem by Francis Thompson titled "The Hound of Heaven". I'm such a wuss, it almost makes me cry. It's amazing to me how many beautiful things there are in the world that I'll never see, and never even know about. It pains me, and when I read a poem like this I feel my ignorance acutely.



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