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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

Love is the Fountain
“Love is the fountain of life-giving water.
No one and no thing can live without love.
Its expression varies according to the capacity of the receiver and the giver,
and in its highest form, love is divinity.
To love is to live.
You cannot really live without love.
The omnipotent laws of nature have this power in its divine potency pervading the universe.
The right to strike at the chord of love only belongs to the brave and sturdy at heart.
Hectic search for exhilarating experiences should not be mistaken for love.
They are the forerunners of grim, relentless penalties and intense suffering.
Love from its lowest to its highest expression has its ups and downs.
Love suffers the pangs of separation, the stings of jealousy, and all the little pricks that a lover has to endure are the different helpmates in disguise.
They stir you up and bring forward to life the most important parts of your nature.
Then they no longer maintain their individual life, but merge in one common longing for the beloved.
One in love tastes the glories of life to the full.
The blissful heights of joyousness and the buoyant feelings of heavenly delights are the steady steps towards divine oneness.
Love surrenders to the will of the beloved, gives all to the beloved, sacrifices all for the beloved, lives for the beloved, dies for the beloved.
This supreme state of love is the God-state, for what is God but love –
infinite, unbounded, eternal love?
Love annihilates the lower self, and expresses the higher self. So, dear soul, long for your divine beloved till you become one with your beloved. ”
Meher Baba, 1937


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


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 the Ecstasy of this Love


Let me play this music

Let me sing this song

While I look in your Soul and I See your Light

 I merge with You in the Ecstasy of this Love

Here the Sunset becomes Sunrise

The Salt becomes Sugar

My Soul becomes your Soul

In this Everything we become Nothing

In This Nothing We Are Everything

Annalisa Grova


Love is not love


Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,

That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.

Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle’s compass come;

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, 

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

William Shakespeare


The Meaning of Love


Both light and shadow
are the dance of Love.
Love has no cause;
it is the astrolabe of God’s secrets.
Lover and Loving are inseparable
and timeless.

Although I may try to describe Love
when I experience it I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about Love
I am rendered helpless;
my pen breaks and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place
where Lover, Loving and Loved are one.

Every moment is made glorious
by the light of Love.