The humanities and social sciences speak to what it means to be human and what it means to connect with others.  Often, they can provide us with ways of understanding and processing the world that can help us to become more fully human and more fully connected.  In that spirit, I share two stanzas from Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem "Adonais," which he wrote upon the death of fellow poet John Keats.  Shelley used his art to both process his grief over Shelley's passing and to celebrate his life:

Oh, weep for Adonais!--The quick Dreams,
The passion-winged Ministers of thought,
Who were his flocks, whom near the living streams
Of his young spirit he fed, and whom he taught
The love which was its music, wander not,--
Wander no more, from kindling brain to brain,
But droop there, whence they sprung; and mourn their lot
Round the cold heart, where, after their sweet pain,
They ne'er will gather strength, or find a home again.... (9)

The breath whose might I have invoked in song
Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven,
Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng
Whose sails were never to the tempest given;
The massy earth and sphered skies are riven!
I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar;
Whilst, burning through the inmost veil of Heaven,
The soul of Adonis, like a star,
Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are. (55)