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General Forum: Love | | LOVE's Sacrifice! | |
| One night, as I lay awake, I heard a moth say to a candle, "I am thy lover; if I burn, it is proper. Why dost thou weep?"
The candle replied, "O, my friend! Love is not thy business. Thou fliest from before a flame; I stand erect until I am entirely consumed. If the fire of love has burned thy wings, regard me, who from head to foot must be destroyed."
Before the night had passed, someone put the candle out, exclaiming, "Such is the end of love!"
Grieve not over the grave of one who lost his life for his friend; be glad of heart, for he was the chosen of Him.
I thou art a lover, wash not thy head of the sickness of love; like Sa'di, wash thy hands of selfishness.
A devoted lover holds not back his hand from the object of his affections though arrows and stones may rain upon his head.
Be cautious; if thou goest down to the sea, give thyself up the storm.
Posted by: Mr. Siri Siri At: 29, Nov 2002 6:29:53 PM IST
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