"This thou perceiv’st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long." Let us love well and rejoice in these days that we have while we walk them, taking in stride all that the seasons bring with them. #Sonnet73
Tag: Change
Poetry: Li Po – Sitting Alone by Ching-t’ing Mountain
We never tire of this dance because, unlike the mountain, we trust in a more reliable thing than either the seasonable birds or the crumbling mountain.
Poetry: Shakespeare – Sonnet 146
For once death is dead, swallowed up in Christ's victory, "there's no more dying then."
Madelyn Rose Craig 