“How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth…
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight…”
Sometimes only poetry can express our feelings towards something we love.
Words are from Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet XLIII – I just borrowed a phrase or two. Read the beautiful collection of her sonnets in Sonnets from the Portuguese. Incidentally, please feel free to buy me the leather-bound 1916 edition – or any of the pieces above, if your heart so desires.