She Does Not Care (Poem)

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May 06

Well written, Thanks for sharing. Reminds me of the poetry of Kahlil Gibran when speaking of "Love" in "The Prophet":

"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.

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.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself

He threshes you to make your naked.

He sifts you to free you from your husks.

He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;

And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast."

Kundalini is Love seeking its full manifestation in our lives.

May 06

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Amazing. Thanks for sharing. We usually don't grasp the fullness and depth of these poems until we feel the same consumption within us.

Many blessings.

P.S.: and later, from the same poem by Gibran (beautiful!):

"All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.

And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully."

❤️

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