A person often remembers the object of his love. One who is a lover of God also remembers Her, always and everywhere. On the bough of the beloved's rosebush, love's nightengale sings its love incessantly.
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Whatever you taste of love, in whatever manner, in whatever degree - it is a tiny part of divine love. Love between men and women is also a part of divine love. But sometimes the beloved becomes a curtain between love and the realization of true love. One day that curtain will lift and then the real Beloved, the real goal will appear in all Divine glory.
What is important is the have this feeling of love in your heart, in whatever form and shape. It is also important that you be loved. It is easier to love than to be the beloved. If you have been in love, you will certainly reach the Beloved one day.
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Love is a special, pleasurable pain. Whoever has this in the heart will know the secret. They will see that everything is Truth, and the everything leads to Truth. There is nothing but Truth. In the realization of that, they will be overcome. They will sink into a sea of Truth.
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Leave everything and cleave to love! Turn your heart from all else; feel love in your whole being! Take love as your guide to the land of being so that you may reach the true beloved, enter the Paradise of God's Essence, behold the beauty of the Friend, gather the roses of the garden of Union. In the way of love, the loever sacrifices himslef but finds the dear one. All the saints who have drunk the wine of love have sacrificed themselves thus in the way of love.
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