There’s no vocabulary for love within a family
Love that’s lived in, but not looked at.
Love within the light of which all else is seen,
The love within which all other love finds speech.
This love is silent.
– TS Eliot
There’s no vocabulary for love within a family
Love that’s lived in, but not looked at.
Love within the light of which all else is seen,
The love within which all other love finds speech.
This love is silent.
– TS Eliot
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Lindsey,
we were both in T.S. Eliot country this morning in our blogs. I like your quote so much more!
Blessings to you today,
Emily
I love this notion of “lived in, but not looked at.” Sometimes I feel like examining something too much evaporates its meaning. Sometimes living it is enough.