LOVE

Love is

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night

To know the pain of too much tenderness

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

~KHALIL GIBRAN~