Words Of My Life :

LOVEPOEM :

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When loves beckons to you, follow him
Through his ways are hard and steep
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may
wound you.
And when his voice may shatter your dreams as
The north wind lays waste the garden
For even as loves crowns you so shall be crucify you
Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your
Tend rest branches that quiver in the sun
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in
their clinging to the earth
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to make your husks.
he grinds you to witness.
He kneads you until you are pliant ;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire , fire that you may
becomes sacred bread for God�s sacred feast.
All these thing shall love an to you may know the secrets
Of your heart and in that knowledge becomes a fragment of
life�s heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only love�s peace and
love�s pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and
Pass out of love�s threshing floor.
In to the season less world where you shall laugh,
but not all of yours laughter and weep, but not all
of your tears.
Loves gives naught but itself and takes naught but from.
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