" If you love, 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:
To bleed willingly & joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart
and give thanks for another day of loving.
To rest at noon & meditate love's ecstasy.
To return home with gratitude:
and then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart
and a song of praise on your lips."
{Kahlil Gibran}