Some mornings
in summer I step outside
and the sky opens
and pours itself into me
as if I were a saint
about to die. But the plot
calls for me to live,
be ordinary, say nothing
to anyone. Inside the house
the mirrors burn when I pass.
–Lisel Mueller
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Inexplicable Ways 
so beautiful!
Tracie is brilliant! She captured the very essence of Norah…her seriousness AND her playfulness.
Reminds me of another child…in another era. 🙂 Truly a mirror!
Mom