A green honeycomb Of trees and flowers, And a soft, velvet ground, Where I can rest my feet.
The sun spreads out, golden, Filling the hollow, And a soft light follows, Bending down like a fellow.
- Sylvia Plath
A green honeycomb Of trees and flowers, And a soft, velvet ground, Where I can rest my feet.
The sun spreads out, golden, Filling the hollow, And a soft light follows, Bending down like a fellow.