When love beckons to you… follow
The way is hard and steep but as we yield to
the wings of Love It will unfold us.
For even as love. lifts it dashes. For as
Love is our growth it is our pruning.
Love ascends to our height and caresses our
most tender branches which quiver in the sun …
So shall love descend to our roots and shake them
in their clinging to the earth.
Love will do these things so that you may know
the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge
become a fragment of Life’s heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only Love’s peace
and Love’s pleasure,
Then it is better for you that Love pass you by.
Love has no other desire but to fulfill Itself.
But if you must love….. let these be your desires:
To melt like a running brook that sings its
melody to the night.
To be wounded by your own understanding.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To experience all of this freely and willingly.
To wake in the morning with a winged heart and give
thanks far another day of loving.
To rest at the noon hour and meditate Love’s ecstasy
To return home with gratitude,
And then sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your
heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
—- Kahlil Gibran
