In Shakespeare’s Macbeth, there are a number of great phrases such as…”Double, double toil and trouble”  and …”the milk of human kindness”. For me the one that stuck was; “The night is long that never finds the day”. There are any number of interpretations of this phrase as it relates to the play. However for me, and probably most writers (and artists), it represents all the work that’s done to achieve perfection, that may never be recognized. But that’s ok… I (we) do this for love. I would feel bad if I did not have the ability to recognize greatness in others.

So then I found two other phrases…”We will perform in measure, time and place” and “Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak”…and I thought, I perform in measure, time and place! Then I thought, if I change measure to measured it would have more meaning in regards to the perform. Where sorrow gets words and sadness gets grace.

Listen to “The Night is Long“.