The Path
When love beckons to you,
follow him,
Though 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 he speaks to you,
believe in him,
Though his voice,
may shatter your dreams
as the north wind,
lays waste the garden.
Khalil Gibran
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