Love is a sacred mystery.
To those who love, it remains forever wordless;
But to those who do not love, it may be but a heartless jest.
Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors.
But today we kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love.
And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless?
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.
Khalil Gibran ~~
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