What is divinity if it can come <br />Only in silent shadows and in dreams? <br />Shall she not find in comforts of the sun, <br />In pungent fruit and bright, green wings, or else <br />In any balm or beauty of the earth, <br />Things to be cherished like the thought of heaven? <br />Divinity must live within herself: <br />Passions of rain, or moods in falling snow; <br />Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued <br />Elations when the forest blooms; gusty <br />Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights; <br />All pleasures and all pains, remembering <br />The bough of summer and the winter branch, <br />These are the measures destined for her soul.<br /><br />Wallace Stevens<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-is-divinity/
