Sometimes you just have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down. . .
Percy Bysshe Shelley was an English poet who lived at the turn of the eighteenth century.
In his short life (he was dead before he reached his thirtieth birthday), he focused mainly on romance and was regarded by his contemporaries, as he is in history, as one of the finest in his field.
Here’s a short poem of his with a leaning toward unrequited love; whilst it’s not critically acclaimed as one of his best, it is a favourite of mine, perhaps because it integrates with and bounces off nature.
I’ve married it here to a pic I came across back along which kinda says a lot and carries a similar sorta message and fits well.
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single,
All things by a law divine
In one another's being mingle –
Why not I with thine?
See the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdain'd its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea –
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?