One whose heart is aflame with love is a wondrous nightingale that opens its beak to chew roses and swallow thorns.
The roses taste sweet in its beak but the thorns are excruciating its chest.
That is the destiny of everyone who dares to set the fire of love in their heart,
For the clouds have painted it in the sky and the foam has sculpted it in water.
It has been written by The Invisible Hand.
Now you realize that love is a disease without remedy, but you also need to realize that your beloved is a treasure without end.
To refute this is to deny the glare of the sun in a bright day.
Thus, seek love even if it breaks your heart and aches your soul.
Drink from the cup of love even if it tastes bitter,
For every drop drunk from the cup of love brings you closer to enlightenment
And a drop drunk wholeheartedly brings you closer to eternity.
I was featured, for the first time ever, in a Pakistani-based website maintained by SAJ Shiraz. And the poem above was written for that joyous occasion, with a different title: A Heart Aflame With Love. The feature can be found here. I am humbly thankful and am hoping such opportunity is a window for others to come in.
Thank you and I hope your weekend is full of wonderful surprises. Many blessings and much love to you all.