Air of Glory
I see them walking in air of glory,
Whose light doth trample on my days:
My days, which are at best but dull and hoary,
Mere glimmering and decays.
-Henry Vaughan (1622-1695),
They Are All Gone into the World of Light
images © 2000 by Randy Wang
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