Since the Supreme Court this week created mass hysteria by declaring that marriage between same-sex couples is legal, I thought a poem about love might be appropriate ...
The More Loving One
by W. H. Auden
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.
Love the one you want. Just don't expect everyone to understand or approve.
Have a good day. More thoughts tomorrow.
Bilbo
I don't see what's so special about stars also.
ReplyDeleteVery few people, if anybody, will understand everything about you.
ReplyDeleteGreat perspective and advice about love.
ReplyDeleteI like the poem. It's better to love, even if you are not loved in return. I guess.
ReplyDeleteYou can also get used to a lack of love, it says.
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