Alchemy
I lift my heart as spring lifts up
A yellow daisy to the rain;
My heart will be a lovely cup Altho' it holds but pain.
For I shall learn from flower and leaf
That color every drop they hold,
To change the lifeless wine of grief
To living gold.
Sara Teasdale, (1915)
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