This month, the blog circle group of amazing global, creative women, decided to write about love.
Love is all-encompassing. Where to start? I wondered which part of the word should I tackle. What type of love? Romantic? Familial? Platonic? The passionate love of your creative process? Not easy, really. I settled on sharing with you some of my favorite quotes and poems about love.
See, I love poetry. I adore it. Pablo Neruda is one of my ultimate favorites; I could read the following poem daily (Poem 14 from 20 Love Poems and a Song of Despair)
Every day you play with the light of the universe.
Subtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and the water.
You are more than this white head that I hold tightly
as a cluster of fruit, every day, between my hands.
You are like nobody since I love you.
Let me spread you out among yellow garlands.
Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south?
Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.
Suddenly the wind howls and bangs at my shut window.
The sky is a net crammed with shadowy fish.
Here all the winds let go sooner or later, all of them.
The rain takes off her clothes.
The birds go by, fleeing.
The wind. The wind.
I can contend only against the power of men.
The storm whirls dark leaves
and turns loose all the boats that were moored last night to the sky.
You are here. Oh, you do not run away.
You will answer me to the last cry.
Cling to me as though you were frightened.
Even so, at one time a strange shadow ran through your eyes.
Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle,
and even your breasts smell of it.
While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies
I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth.
How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me,
my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running.
So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes,
and over our heads the gray light unwind in turning fans.
My words rained over you, stroking you.
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I wantTranslated by W. S. Merwin
to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
My favorite lines? "I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees." And "I go so far as to think that you own the universe. I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses." And "I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth." And "Everyday you play with the light of the universe." (Gasp. Actually. I can't gasp. I'm too busy holding my breath.) And "Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south? Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed."
Seriously? Swoon doesn't even come close to covering it. I want to jump into the words and lay there. Imagine someone feeling that way about you...
"Love is my religion." - Ziggy Marley
"...every single free choice you ever undertake arises out of one of the only two possible thought there are: A THOUGHT OF LOVE OR A THOUGHT OF FEAR." - Neale Donald Walsch
"In your light, I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.” - Rumi
Rumi knew it: love is art. Art, poetry, words, beauty are all expressions of love. Whether you're sharing your love with another or your expressing your love of the words/beauty/images within you...expressing love to such a degree that others respond to it, feel it. React. That's art. That's love.
What are some of your favorite quotes about love?
Please join in with our blog circle and travel over to Amy Riddle's beautiful, inspiring blog. I invite you to get a nice cup of tea or coffee, sit down, and read through the other beautiful blog posts about love.