The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean The winds of heaven mix forever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single All things by a law divine In one another’s being mingle Why not I with thine?
I love you without knowing how, Or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride. I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, In which there is no I or you, So intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, So intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
“No sooner met but they looked, no sooner looked but they loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason, no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage.”