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
The me of that summer was a student who spent nights sleeping at her desk due to the pressure of the graduation exam. Anxiety pushes me to keep trying. And he is also a worry of mine.
Another winter has come, I''m still alone, missing you in a deserted corner. Sip some bitter coffee and count every second that passes, looking forward to the day we see you again, enjoying the warm feeling of being close to you.
What we are is the result of what we think. What we think is in our thoughts and it is what we think that creates our thoughts. If a person speaks and acts with an evil thought, suffering follows him like a wheel pulled by an animal.
The strong wind did not blow all morning, nor did the heavy rain last all day. Who makes those? It''s because of heaven and earth. Heaven and earth cannot last long, let alone humans?
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 candle-light.