Wednesday, December 14, 2005
i was reading a book called finding rumi and i saw this line..
All the particles of the world
Are in love and looking for lovers
Pieces of straw trembles
In the presence of amber
I read the lines twice, then slowly put the book down on the table. This words reached down into me and touched a tenderness beyond all my questioning, beyond my ardor and desire for life.
Somehow i felt like the writer knew me by heart.
Love is the greatest work a man can do. Yet for everyone it is a different journey. Others need to go far and wide in search of it. It all depends on the seed of your life, which will bear fruit in its own goodtime. Yet in the end, whatever your destiny has in store, it is always love that finds you, and not the other way around.