from To Pause
She lay in the shade of a blossoming dogwood and I stopped at once when I saw her. I breathed cautiously, reticent, wary of even a gentle slight motion, transfixed by the netted glimmer of beauty still in this crystalline moment, caught by the wonder of a sunlit surprise. I paused wholly, solemnly afraid that a rustling leaf would be enough to stir the butterfly vision off the daisy’s petal, make her flitter away in jagged anxious flight, forever disturbed from the serene moment she clearly enjoyed in the billowing shade, her smile lost in tranquil thought. I had not expected to find anyone as I walked the garden path. I drank a long draught of her loveliness, for she hadn’t seem to notice me and I wondered if I knew her, but I knew I did not for I had never seen such vibrant gold hair, such supple white skin, such a delicate mouth. In truth, I had never seen anyone like her, not in Randolph county, not in this lifetime.
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