john tiong chunghoo
How Do I Love Thee? - Poem by john tiong chunghoo
i love thee?
i love thee
till i take to
to get a feel
to get you
close to me
i love thee
till i listen,
in each thing
you told me
to live up
a greater me
cured sloth, inertia
i love thee till
i am left
on an empty street
but ever strong
by your words -
to take on
if i could move
i could have moved
it for you
even to the farthest star
How Do I Love Thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, - I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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