Emotions Forever - Ignite your Emotions

Beloved, my Beloved, when I think  

That thou wast in the world a year ago,  

What time I sate alone here in the snow  

And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink  

No moment at thy voice … but, link by link,  

Went counting all my chains, as if that so  

They never could fall off at any blow  

Struck by thy possible hand … why, thus I drink  

Of life’s great cup of wonder! Wonderful,  

Never to feel thee thrill the day or night  

With personal act or speech,—nor ever cull  

Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white  

Thou sawest growing! Atheists are as dull,  

Who cannot guess God’s presence out of sight.

By Elizabeth Barrett Browning