Kadim Al Sahir Mahrous

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

when love beckons to you follow him

For even as love crowns you so shall he 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 tenderest branches that quiver in the sun
So shall he descend to your roots
and shake them in their clinging to the earth

when love beckons to you follow him

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
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh
but not all of your laughter
and weep, but not all of your tears

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed
For love is sufficient unto love

when love beckons to you follow him, follow him

FOLLOW HIM