Music Monday: California Honeydrops

Love in Pittsburgh

This is what Love looks like.  

Love NOTICES when someone disappears from our lives.  But Love goes even further and SEEKS OUT those who have vanished.  Love doesn't ASSUME or DISMISS or BRUSH ASIDE.  Love isn't too busy to DO something.

Love seeks.   Love pursues.  Love rescues.  Love protects.  Love CARES.

Tears

Tears

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Thank God, bless God, all ye who suffer not

More grief than ye can weep for.  That is well - 

That is light grieving!  lighter, none befell

Since Adam forfeited the primal lot.

Tears! what are tears?  The babe weeps in his cot,

The mother singing, at her marriage bell

The bride weeps, and before the oracle

Of high-famed hills the poet has forgot

Such moisture on his cheeks.  Thank God for grace,

Ye who weep only!  If, as some have done, 

Ye grope tear-blinded in a desert place 

And touch but tombs, - look up! those tears will run

Soon in long rivers down the lifted face,

And leave the vision clear for stars and sun.