The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul.
HafezRead
I long for You so much_x000D_ _x000D_ I follow barefoot Your frozen tracks_x000D_ _x000D_ That are high in the mountains_x000D_ _x000D_ That I know are years old._x000D_ _x000D_ I long for You so much_x000D_ _x000D_ I have even begun to travel_x000D_ _x000D_ Where I have never been before.
Interpretation
This quote expresses a deep longing and devotion towards someone significant, highlighting the journey taken out of love.
Hafez's quote captures the essence of longing and devotion as the speaker expresses an intense desire for a beloved. The imagery of following 'barefoot Your frozen tracks' suggests vulnerability and a willingness to pursue love, even in uncharted territories, signifying a journey not just through physical space, but also through emotional depths that come with love's yearning.
In practice
Expressing feelings at a wedding ceremony.
The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul.
I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, 'love lifts me.'
The earth has disappeared beneath my feet, It fled from all my ecstasy. Now like a singing air creature I feel the rose keep opening.
For I have learned that every heart will get_x000D_ What it prays for_x000D_ Most.
Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly and wants to rip to shreds all your erroneous notions of the truth that make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days... The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favor: Hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.
Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.
My friends, love is better than anger. Hope is better than fear. Optimism is better than despair. So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we'll change the world.
There was a dull pang of regret because it was not the kiss of love which had inflamed her, because it was not love which had held this cup of life to her lips.
What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love!
She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won.
Poets are the only people to whom love is not only a crucial, but an indispensable experience, which entitles them to mistake it for a universal one.
Love is the answer, and you know that for sure; Love is a flower, you've got to let it grow.
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