Love = tree of happiness

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A true lover is proved such by his pain of heart;
No sickness is there like sickness of heart.


The lover’s ailment is different from all ailments;
Love is the astrolabe of God’s mysteries.

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A lover may hanker after this love or that love,
But at the last he is drawn to the KING of love.


However much we describe and explain love,
When we fall in love we are ashamed of our words.


Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear,
But love unexplained is clearer.


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When pen hasted to write,
On reaching the subject of love it split in twain.
When the discourse touched on the matter of love,
Pen was broken and paper torn.


In explaining it Reason sticks fast, as an ass in mire;
Naught

but Love itself can explain love and lovers!

None

but the sun can display the sun,


If you would see it…

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