And in Life's noisiest hour,
There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee,
The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy.
You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within;
And to the leading Love-throb in the Heart
Thro' all my Being, thro' my pulse's beat;
You lie in all my many Thoughts, like Light,
Like the fair light of Dawn, or summer Eve
On rippling Stream, or cloud-reflecting Lake.
And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you,
How oft! I bless the Lot that made me love you.
The Presence of Love
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Tara: You were simply one of a kind spirit. Your life journey touched & changed so many lives. I will never forget our conversations & I will treasure your knowledge and gift of making me see beyond my sight.
I love you ♡
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