For love is sufficient unto love  

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Comforting to know I'm not the only one that's crazy... this guy was too.

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Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."

And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.

And with a great voice he said:

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 as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,

So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

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, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

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 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 you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's 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."

And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil 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.

--The Prophet, Love --

Gibran Khalil Gibran (1883-1931)

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That was so beautiful I went and linked my blog to this post.
Ack Ack

4:31 PM

This is beautiful. I have become a recent admirer of his writing.

4:40 AM
Cindy  

real nice....real true!

5:09 AM

I almost skipped reading it, 'cause I detest all things sappy--but I have to say, this guy has a pen like a knife. Cuts right through superficiality to the heart of the matter, in an original, totally REAL way--like he's been there, done that, and come to those conclusions from the bleeding of his own heart. That is the kind of writing I love--regardless of the subject.

Here's something for you:

"You become (real). It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

- - by Margery Williams, from The Velveteen Rabbit

Sis posted it, can't take the credit. Check out her blog to see pics of her kids etc.: http://bytrialanderror.blogspot.com/

6:40 AM

thanks for sharing centered...

From what I understand Loxy, a portion of his writings were read at a recent wedding, that is how I came about discovering this guy.

Would you remember what was read?

3:01 AM

This is the one that was read at the wedding:

"And what of Marriage, master?"

4:02 AM

Thanks Loxy!

1:02 PM
Suzy  

It's beautiful. Especially this part:

"But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,

Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,

Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears."

Sometimes love can be more painful than it is enjoyable and you'd rather skip it completely but that's chickening out, your life will be incomplete without it.

3:15 AM

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