"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways…"
SUCH familiar words, BUT: what are the next words? Any idea?
We certainly didn’t know them, which is why we’ve chosen it as our Valentine’s Month poem.
"I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death."
Wow… isn’t that beautiful? You just want to read it over and over again! As usual though, we don’t understand it entirely… How do you love someone with a love you "seemed to lose" with your "lost saints"? I suppose it might help if we were Roman Catholic. But we’ve just erased our examination-thoughts on that, because it spoils the beauty sometimes, to be too…. (give me the word I’m looking for… )_____?
Now: do you remember the poet? No cheating!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Along a similar theme, we’ve just been noticing how men seem to provide such a "stabilizing" force, in women’s lives. It’s definitely not true ALL the time, but for example, we can’t presently think of any couple where that’s not true. The boyfriends and husbands (protective "house-bands") just seem to have an air of "everything’s-going-to-be-all-right", amid the excitement, worry, emotionally-upheavaled female. This will get some feminists jumping up and down in anger (:D :P), but it’s also a picture of the peace and security that Christ brings to His Bride, the Church.