Kari from LitWit posted this months and months and months ago and I loved it so much that I made it the quote in the beginning of my second book (I love saying “second book” even if it goes nowhere further than my computer desktop)…

Love? Do I love? I walk

Within the brilliance of another’s thought,

As in a glory. I was dark before,

As in Venus’ chapel in the black of night:

But there was something holy in the darkness,

Softer and not so thick as other where;

And as rich moonlight may be to the blind,

Unconsciously consoling. Then love came,

Like the out-bursting of a trodden star.

From “The Second Brother” by Thomas Lovell Beddoes