I loved you, so I drew these tides of Men into my hands…
““I loved you, so I drew these tides of Men into my hands And wrote my will across the Sky and stars To earn you freedom, the seven Pillared worthy house, That your eyes might be Shining for me When we came Death seemed my servant on the Road, 'til we were near And saw you waiting: When you smiled and in sorrowful Envy he outran me And took you apart: Into his quietness Love, the way-weary, groped to your body, Our brief wage Ours for the moment Before Earth's soft hand explored your shape And the blind Worms grew fat upon Your substance Men prayed me that I set our work, The inviolate house, As a memory of you But for fit monument I shattered it, Unfinished: and now The little things creep out to patch Themselves hovels In the marred shadow Of your gift.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A lover sacrifices everything, shaping the world and enduring loss, to honor a beloved whose presence inspires and haunts him.
In simple terms: Love drives creation and sacrifice, yet also brings pain and longing.
Cherish love, accept its impermanence.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- personal devotion
- artistic expression
- grief processing
- legacy building
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What would you give up for love?
- How do you reconcile creation with inevitable loss?
Love cannot control fate; sacrifice may not restore what is lost.