From The Raven Cycle By Maggie Stiefvater

From The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

“I had stopped then,

Captivated in her warm embrace,

Frozen in starlight and stardust.

We both went silent, under the watchful moon,

And then I whispered back,

I love you too.”

~ An adaptation, from On Poets and Writers and Painters and Love

Is anything ever truly blameless when it comes to people? To humanity?

No.

Sometimes these things just seem to happen, but...

but there nearly always a fault

In the parting of ways, in destruction, in hurting

Even when it is unintentional, even when it is not understood

And as long as I am concerned...

It is always me.

It has always been me.

~ On Poets and Writers and Painters and Love

“Beautiful is a word reserved for striking poetry and resonating piano chords, for stories that tear hearts asunder and paintings that steal breaths away. Beautiful is reserved for art of every shade and hue, and for the artists, les créateurs, who bring it into existence.”

~ Through the Ephemeralities

do you ever think

ever wonder

ever wish

ever dream

that the stars

galaxies

planets

worlds

stare out into the universe

with the same awed wonder

that is found in our eyes

our hearts

our souls

whenever we stop

for long enough to appreciate

what it is

to exist

in the same reality

same universe

same existence

as entities so beautiful?

~ From Contemplations

No, love is not all. Love conquers all.

Love is what turns mere survival into life,

What makes that life worth living.

Love is what moves mountains, 

What makes empires rise and fall,

Love is what makes the stars glimmer and glow,

What makes those stars reflect in your eyes.

What makes your touch echo galaxies,

What makes your smile ignite the universe.

Love isn’t all. Love transcends all.

~ and I love you transcendentally