Female sit-round gathering

Then asked al-Mitra:
- Tell to us about Love. It has lifted a head,
Has looked at the people, and silence was established.
Then he has told a loud voice: -
- If the love conducts you, follow it,
Though its roads are difficult and thorny.
If it dawns upon you the krylami,
Listen to it even if you were wounded by a sword,
Hidden in its plumage.
And if the love speaks to you, trust it, even
If its voice pulls down your dreams, like that,
As the north devastates a garden.
For love it crowns you, but you and
Crucifies.
It raises you, but it and cuts.
She podymaetsja to your top also embraces
Your gentle branches shivering under the sun.
And it goes down to your roots,
Grown into the earth, also shakes them.

As wheat sheaves, it collects you around
Itself.
It threshes you to bare.
It sifts you to release from
Peel.
It splits you to a whiteness.
It kneads you while you do not become soft.
And then entrusts you to the sacred fire, that
You became sacred bread for sacred Bozhiego
Participles.

All it creates over you love, that you
Have learnt secrets of the heart and through it
Knowledge became a part of heart of the Life.
But if, having been frightened, you search in
Love only rest and delight it is better to you
To cover the nakedness and, having left a barn of love,
To leave in the world which is not knowing seasons, where you
Will laugh, but not with all the heart, and to cry, but
Not thoroughly.
The love gives only itself and takes only from
Itself. The love owns nothing and does not want, that
Somebody owned it for the love is content
Love.
If you love, do not speak: "the God - in mine
Heart "; tell better:" I - in heart Bozhiem ". And
Do not think, that you can dominate over ways
Love for if the love will consider you worthy,
It will direct your way.
Unique desire of love - to express
Itself.
But if you love and cannot refuse
From desires, let your desires will be: to Thaw
And to resemble a running stream that sings night
The song.
To learn a pain from infinite tenderness.
To wound itself own comprehension of love;
To bleed profusely willingly and joyfully.
To rise at dawn with the inspired heart and
To uplift gratitude for one more day of love.
To find rest at midday and to indulge
To thoughts on love ecstasy.
- To come back in the evening home with
Gratitude. And to fall asleep with a pray for
The beloved in the heart and from praise songs
On lips.