Monday, March 2, 2009

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself
But if your 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.

~ by Gibran Kahlil Gibran ~


Samosas for One said...


Susie of Arabia said...

Gibran is one of my favorites. Great photo along with his poetry!

The Wanderers' Daughter said...

That Swan photo was my favorite of that bunch, too. So tender.
And of course you already know that there's a long tradition of Gibran-lovers in our family.

tangobaby said...

OMIGOODNESS! I keep staring at the photo. I can't even concentrate on the poetry because the tiny swan is so beautiful. Thank you!

rochambeau said...

How beautiful both Gibran Kahlil Gibran's words and your gorgeous photograph!
How's Mommiesville Pretty Parrot?
Thinking of you and your kind heart!

rochambeau said...

Will you please email me your mailing address?



tracy said...

just beautiful, yoli. thank you.

maddie said...

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself




gorgeous photo sooo cute!

Jeanne said...

I love all you post.
This picture today and poem
melted my heart.
Love Jeanne

Gillian said...

Such images and words...timeless, gorgeous.

robinbird said...

this is such a beautiful prayer! i believe this desire and experience is me a lot of the time:
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
and although it is hard i never regret it.

the photo is what heaven must be like.