Valentine's Day and Poetry Tuesday collide! Watch the universe EXPLODE FROM COINCIDENCE!
I'm a cynic about romance, but I believe in love. My parents, for example, have stuck together for (almost) 31 years, surviving three kids, a move to New England, my turbulent teenage years, my turbulent college years, two foster kids, and lot more. And you know what? They still love each other. Crazy but true.
So, as it is appropriate, a love poem:
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Antoine de Saint-Expury
Love does not consist in
gazing at one another
But in looking outward together in the same direction.
Do not seek perfection in each other.
Do not seek to make the other into your own image,
or to remake yourself into another's image.
What each most truly is will be known by the other.
It is that truth of you which must be loved.
Many things will change, but change is not the enemy of love.
Change is the enemy only of any attempt to possess.
May all that is good and true and beautiful
abide with you now and always.
But in looking outward together in the same direction.
Do not seek perfection in each other.
Do not seek to make the other into your own image,
or to remake yourself into another's image.
What each most truly is will be known by the other.
It is that truth of you which must be loved.
Many things will change, but change is not the enemy of love.
Change is the enemy only of any attempt to possess.
May all that is good and true and beautiful
abide with you now and always.
And have some Over the Rhine, too, because listening to OtR makes me want to fall in love.
Lovely. Thanks for posting the poem - I'm reposting it on Facebook because it's too lovely and true not to share further.
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