HOW I FEEL

angel's heart
9.5" x 12.5"
ink and acrylic on paper

Elizabeth Barrett Browning's words describe precisely what I feel right now. I will let this sonnet speak for how my life has been "singing" for the past few days.




SONNET XLIII - Sonnets from the Portuguese


How do I love thee?

Let me count the ways.

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 everyday's

Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.

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.




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p.s. Thanks to Joel (a.k.a. Mcvie) I have decided that I will be giving out a work in celebration of my 100th posting in this blog. I'll be giving out the details on my next post.

Cheers!