Sunday Sampler - Week One

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments.

Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose Worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. [1]

William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116

Today is the start of my summer Sunday series, a little poetry, a little dab of inspiration, hopefully a bit of brightness to start our bloggy week.

I selected Shakespeare's Sonnet 116 to start us off, because, really what is more universal than love. We all do it, we all have those we love in our lives, in our homes and in our hearts. This sonnet is about true love. Love that never waivers or falters through time, through adversity, through trials and troubles it is never moved. Love that in its truest form does not seek to change or alter the object of that love. True love that endures in spite of and because it is simply love.

I (and I am betting you too) can relate to this through the many relationships that exist in the world, parents, siblings, friends, lovers and spouses, children and grandchildren. True love in any form does not move or change. It only expands and grows stronger.

Bring on the tempest...my love for those I hold dearest in the world can take it.

Living Happily In the Moment!

Bev

And for some more reading on the subject: 1 Corinthians 13. I believe it sends the same sentiment!