On Love ♥
When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though he hides a sword among them. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams Love will crown and crucify you. Love for your growth so he is for your pruning. Love will caresses your tenderest branches And shake every clinging root. Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself. He threshes and sifts you he grinds until he kneads you And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, That you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast. All these things shall love do unto you That you may know the secrets of your heart, And in that knowledge become a fragment A fragment of Life's heart. Now if in your fear you seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, Better cover your nakedness and pass out o...