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For Mystic: Her favourite poem.
Because she would ask me why I loved her
by Christopher Brennan (1870-1932)
If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.
Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.
For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?
Then seek not, sweet, the “If” and “Why”
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.
6 comments
*bounces up and down* Oh thank you so much!!! Seriously, that is just awesome you read that for me thank you. I will make this my first ever bedtime story read to me. *grins* (I usually read the stories never had one read to me).
I absolutely love this poem. It says so much. He is not my favorite poet really but this poem is my favorite and the only one I really love of his. Thank you soooo much!!! *hugs*
Respectfully,
Mysticlez
*smile* My pleasure, I’m glad you enjoyed it.
And for those who aren’t aware, the author is Australian… serendipity!
Ferns
OH MY!!!… That is absolutely wonderful. Thank you very much for that… You have a lovely voice. It sort of goes with the rest of you.
You’re most welcome, and thank you for the lovely compliment *smile*.
Ferns
This is an amazing comment button.
No no… the PREVIEW button is the new and fabulous one!! *sigh* Honestly, I do all this work… I don’t know why I bother sometimes…
Ferns