A post on a post

I posted earlier on words of beauty, on how some people have the gift to stir the imagination to flight. And I was reminded of days past when I had the time to read poetry and relish the way thoughts and imagination could be captured in a few phrases. One only has to read some of the classic stuff to be reminded just how powerful words can be.

Sadly, today I rarely have time to explore the leisure I so once enjoyed. So many things take precedence that one wonders why we struggle and fight to do things that bring us lesser enjoyment.

If you are rushed today, and just want a moment to relax, then enjoy this from Elizabeth Barrett Browning:

If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
"I love her for her smile--her look--her way
Of speaking gently,--for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day" -
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee,--and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, -
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity.