Not So Original Poem Friday

Up since 2am today and not feeling particularly peppy.  Instead of something new...here's an old favorite by Madeline L'Engle.  I'm not sure why but it resonated with me in high school and it's the only poem that know by heart.

My love is lost and so I stay
I count not cost
Nor look for ways
To love again
For I love still
And sun and rain
And night and Days
My heart have tossed a thousand ways
For love like light
Cannot be caught
Fingers closed tight
Hold naught

- Madeline L'Engle