"Love 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.

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.

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, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if you love and 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 on 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." - On Love, by poet Kahlil Gibran, from his book, "The Prophet".

Thank you for reading my poem. Happy Valentine's Day, may it be filled by love today and always.

Gypsy

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