Artist: Ermenegildo Antonio Donadini
I discovered the works of Langston Hughes when I was quite young - early teens, I'd say. I was moved, inspired, challenged and comforted by his verse. Hughes is the one who wrote "What happens to a dream deferred?" and "My soul has grown deep like the rivers," and "Let America be America again." Stirring stuff.
But today I found something of his I had not come across before:
Every thing there is but lovin' leaves a rust on your old soul.
It reminds me of those wonderful words of John of the Cross:
In the evening of life we shall be judged on love.
Let's not forget this great truth.