I hope that when he smiles at me He does not guess my joy and pain, For if he did, he is too kind To ever look my way again. - Sara Teasdale

look for a lovely thing and you will find it, it is not far, it never will be far

If I can find out God, then I shall find Him, If none can find Him, then I shall sleep soundly, Knowing how well on earth your love sufficed me, A lamp in darkness.

Enough

It is enough for me by day
To walk the same bright earth with him;
Enough that over us by night
The same great roof of stars is dim.

I do not hope to bind the wind
Or set a fetter on the sea — It is enough to feel his love
Blow by like music over me.