Loving You

Poem by Khalil Gibran (aka Kahlil Jubran)

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.