From time to time our love is like a sail
and when the sail begins to alternate
from tack to tack, it's like a swallowtail
and when the swallow flies it's like a coat;
and if the coat is yours, it has a tear
like a wide mouth and when the mouth begins
to draw the wind, it's like a trumpeter
and when the trumpet blows, it blows like millions . . .
and this, my love, when millions come and go
beyond the need of us, is like a trick;
and when the trick begins, it's like a toe
tip-toeing on a rope, which is like luck;
and when the luck begins, it's like a wedding,
which is like love, which is like everything.
— Alice Oswald
from The Thing in the Gap-stone Style (Oxford University Press)
Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be... but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now.
~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh