Eros Love
And sure enough, it comes! - That god who soared
Up from the primal chaos, swoops down now
On airy wings and hovering like a bird
Through the spring day about our breast and brow,
Fluttering and feigning, earthward, heavenward
And back again: joy, dread, sweet anguish, how
They mingle! - Many a heart strays far and wide:
The noblest knows one love and none beside.
Goethe
Photographs by Jeffrey Harris
