Description
When consciousness first reaches out to bring us from our drifting cloud of sleep, it is like the sunlight upon the floor of a woods, dancing in patterns of sparkling happiness, now and then arrested by a shadow of seriousness.
Recommended Citation
Conn, Lulu A.
(1946)
"Awakening,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 14
:
Iss.
2
, Article 23.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol14/iss2/23
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