Let me count the ways
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.
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.
E. Barrett Browning
Photo Record
*This little bottle used to be a part from a necklace I get last summer
*My Third eye no longer on the auction *.*
*It was a cloudy day (L)
*This is the first time I add a signature to my photos but feel free to print and hang in your living rooms ;p
