:: with a winged heart... ::

" If you love, 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:

To bleed willingly & joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart

and give thanks for another day of loving.

To rest at noon & meditate love's ecstasy.

To return home with gratitude:

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

and a song of praise on your lips."

{Kahlil Gibran}