Love is patient, love is kind
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
1 Corinthian 13: 4-7
Love is the Fountain
Gently, Gently Open Your Eyes
Gently, gently open your eyes
and look at the face of Love,
look at her intoxicating eyes!
Her smile has lured thousands of hearts
into her infinite garden.
Come and let your lips taste the sweetness of her fruit.
You will become drunk on the scent of her roses
and dance like a willow swaying in the wind.
Turn your eyes from the world’s hunger for pleasure
there is a deeper fulfilment in the infinite mystery of Love.
~ Rumi
The Temple of Love
The temple of love is not love itself;
True love is the treasure,
Not the walls about it.
Do not admire the decoration,
But involve yourself in the essence,
The perfume that invades and touches you-
The beginning and the end.
Discovered, this replace all else,
The apparent and the unknowable.
Time and space are slaves to this presence.
– Rumi
Love has no other desire
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.
Kahlil Gibran
Mystical Union
The Subject Tonight Is LOVE
I heard his whispers …
I have written letters of Love and I have delivered them to the Sun
so that he would keep them secretly in his Light.
Yet the curious Wind has stolen them and has guarded them in his heart.
He waited for a red passionate sunset
to softly whisper those words of Love in the ears of a thousand Waves
I was there during that sunset …
I heard him whispering words of Love.
Then …
I saw the red Sun setting and
losing himself in those thousand Waves in Love,
He made me a wink.
I replied with a knowing glance!
Annalisa Grova
In His Will is our Peace
“But you who are so happy here, tell me:
do you aspire to a more profound insight, or a greater ecstasy?”
She smiled a little, as did the shades beside her;
then answered with such gladness that her whole being seemed to glow with love’s first fire:
‘Brother, God’s generosity itself calms our will,
and makes us want no more than what we have, and long for nothing else.
If we desired any greater bliss,
we would not be in harmony with Him
whose love assigns us to a lower place.
The essence of this joy
is that we all have given up our personal desires
so that our will is merged with God’s own will.
Therefore our rank in heaven, from height to height,
is just as dear to each particular soul
as to the Master who appointed it.
In His will is our peace: It is the sea
into which all currents and all streams
empty themselves, for all eternity.”
~Dante Alighieri