If you love to take you, follow him,
Despite the difficult and steep road.
And if the wings hug, give it up to him,
Though the sword hidden between the ends of the wings can not hurt.
And when he talks to you, believe him,
Although her voice could break your dreams as the north wind tore up the park.
For as love crowns you, so did not crucify him.
As she stroked with the most gentle and affectionate that vibrates in the sunlight.
Likewise, he would plunge and shake in the grip.
Ties like him gather you to himself.
He was thrashing you until you are naked.
He tightly you to free you from arimu skin.
He rubbed you up to pure white.
He merembas you until you become wild;
And then he lifted you to his sacred fire.
So that you can become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.
All of this will be fulfilled to you by the size, in order to understand the secret of your heart, and on the understanding he becomes a piece of heart Life.
Love never gives anything but himself and no take anything except from himself.
Love has gone, no one wants to have; Because love has been enough for love.
if you love you would say, "God is in my heart," but instead, "I was in the heart of God".
And do not think you get directing the course of love, for love, if he deserved judging, directing your way.
Love does not want the others except to meet him. But if you're in love and had to have different desires, let this be a different desires: melt and flow like the time, who sang the melody like a dark night.
Recognizing the suffering of so much tenderness.
Feels hurt by his own understanding of love sorcery;
And the blood shed willingly and happily.
Awake at dawn with a heart as light as clouds and bless the day full of light emotion of love;
Lunch break at times and reflect on the joy of love that overflows; Return to the home at twilight with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a hymn praise on your lips.
And if the wings hug, give it up to him,
Though the sword hidden between the ends of the wings can not hurt.
And when he talks to you, believe him,
Although her voice could break your dreams as the north wind tore up the park.
For as love crowns you, so did not crucify him.
As she stroked with the most gentle and affectionate that vibrates in the sunlight.
Likewise, he would plunge and shake in the grip.
Ties like him gather you to himself.
He was thrashing you until you are naked.
He tightly you to free you from arimu skin.
He rubbed you up to pure white.
He merembas you until you become wild;
And then he lifted you to his sacred fire.
So that you can become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.
All of this will be fulfilled to you by the size, in order to understand the secret of your heart, and on the understanding he becomes a piece of heart Life.
Love never gives anything but himself and no take anything except from himself.
Love has gone, no one wants to have; Because love has been enough for love.
if you love you would say, "God is in my heart," but instead, "I was in the heart of God".
And do not think you get directing the course of love, for love, if he deserved judging, directing your way.
Love does not want the others except to meet him. But if you're in love and had to have different desires, let this be a different desires: melt and flow like the time, who sang the melody like a dark night.
Recognizing the suffering of so much tenderness.
Feels hurt by his own understanding of love sorcery;
And the blood shed willingly and happily.
Awake at dawn with a heart as light as clouds and bless the day full of light emotion of love;
Lunch break at times and reflect on the joy of love that overflows; Return to the home at twilight with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a hymn praise on your lips.
by: kahlil gibran
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