Quote by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.

Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire wit

Summary

This quote by Elizabeth Barrett Browning emphasizes the idea that the divine is present all around us in the natural world. Earth is filled with heavenly beauty, and God's presence can be found even in the most ordinary things like a burning bush. However, the quote suggests that not everyone has the ability to perceive and appreciate these sacred moments. Only those who have the awareness and willingness to see beyond the surface are able to truly connect and experience the divine, much like Moses removing his shoes in the presence of God's burning bush in the Bible.

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