love

I just came in from the rain and from seeing One Day. The movie was different than I expected. I tried to read the book a few months ago but had trouble reading a page before getting distracted. In the beginning of the movie, I was unsettled by the constant jumping through years scene after scene. About half way through though, I felt more connected to the story and by the end, my heart ached for the love between the two of them. For those of you who have no idea what I am talking about, the movie is a love story between two friends and the different paths they take over twenty years. If you are in the mood for a love story, bring lots of tissues. My shirt sleeves are still wet...and not from the rain. Speaking of love, a few weeks ago, I read a poem at one of my closest friends' wedding. Memories from the weekend continue to bring me smiles and make me wish we could do the whole thing over again. Especially on a rainy Sunday night. But the poem captures everything that I believe that love has the power to hold and set free. It is a love letter to the man I will marry. One day. 

Love 

by Roy Croft

I love you,
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.

I love you,
Not only for what
You have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.

I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you
For putting your hand
Into my heaped-up heart
And passing over
All the foolish, weak things
That you can't help
Dimly seeing there,
And for drawing out
Into the light
All the beautiful belongings
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find.

I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern
But a temple;
Out of the works
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.

I love you
Because you have done
More than any creed
Could have done
To make me good,
And more than any fate
To make me happy.

You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.
You have done it
By being yourself.