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    عضو فعال
    • May 2003
    • 857
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    press her (just if you really like reading)

    Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."



    And he raised his head and looked upon the people,

    , and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great :



    voice he said: 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

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    أنا البحر في أحشائه الدر كامن ~ ~ ~ ~ فهل سألوا الغواص عن صدفاتي
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    • عربية
      عضو فعال
      • May 2003
      • 857
      #2
      الرد: press her (just if you really like reading)

      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.



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      أنا البحر في أحشائه الدر كامن ~ ~ ~ ~ فهل سألوا الغواص عن صدفاتي
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          عضو فعال
          • May 2003
          • 857
          #3
          الرد: press her (just if you really like reading)

          Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

          He threshes you to make you 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.

          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.

          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.
          أنا البحر في أحشائه الدر كامن ~ ~ ~ ~ فهل سألوا الغواص عن صدفاتي
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              عضو فعال
              • May 2003
              • 857
              #4
              الرد: press her (just if you really like reading)

              When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart,"

              but rather, I am in the heart of God."

              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.

              To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day

              of loving;

              To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;

              To return home at eventide with gratitude;

              And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and

              a song of praise upon your lips.











              Gibran Kahlil Gibran



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              with my best wishes
              أنا البحر في أحشائه الدر كامن ~ ~ ~ ~ فهل سألوا الغواص عن صدفاتي
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                  نحن نعالج البيانات الشخصية لمستخدمي موقعنا عبر استخدام ملفات تعريف الارتباط (الكوكيز) وتقنيات أخرى، وذلك لتقديم خدماتنا، وتخصيص الإعلانات، وتحليل نشاط الموقع. وقد نشارك بعض المعلومات الخاصة بمستخدمينا مع شركائنا في الإعلانات والتحليلات. لمزيد من التفاصيل، يُرجى الرجوع إلى سياسة الخصوصية.

                  بالنقر على "أوافق" أدناه، فإنك توافق على سياسة الخصوصية وعلى ممارساتنا المتعلقة بمعالجة البيانات الشخصية وملفات تعريف الارتباط كما هو موضح فيها. كما تُقرّ بأن هذا المنتدى قد يكون مُستضافًا خارج بلدك، وتوافق على جمع بياناتك وتخزينها ومعالجتها في البلد الذي يُستضاف فيه هذا المنتدى.

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