espiritu de mi alma

The relief is like a wind going out of me and lifting up into the wide deep heaven.

Yesterday the expanse of water in front of me from the train window felt like that, wide and unencumbered, having in it's moods and immensity some similarity to the spirit.

And my soul seems sweet to me, and stands up straight like a flame in no wind, and lays down and rests in clean white sheets.