When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself. He threshes you to make you naked. He sifts you to free you from your husks. He grinds you to whiteness. He kneads you until you are pliant; And then he assigns you to his sacred fire All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Lifes heart. But if in your fear you would seek only loves peace and loves pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of loves threshing-floor, Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. When you love you should not say, God is in my heart, but rather, I am in the heart of God. Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
Posted on: Mon, 21 Oct 2013 19:09:28 +0000
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