Upsoaring spirit inspired by sky-bright blue. Sometimes the impossible and measureless azure of it can dizzy you.
Behind the hedge the sky was a bright blue. It dazzled the eyes and got inside the head and exploded there as a wild desire for wings, so that one could take off and soar into it.
See also my ditty on Seven Steps to Heaven, inspired by a chalked out hopscotch.
Source: Elizabeeth Goudge, The Runaways (London: Hesperus Press, 2013), p. 20
Photo credit: Yael Yañez at unsplash