The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible. ~Vladimir Nabakov

Saturday, May 3, 2014

The Presence of Love

For my friend Tara Sauciukas ♡

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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