Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Loneliness

Let us remember Babuji's sensitivity. Love flowers in isolation, in secrecy, in loneliness. All the love poetry in the world came from loneliness of the lover. Now they were not ecstatic songs sung by carpenters. They were songs of loneliness expressing the anguish of separation. "Let my loneliness cover me," says one ghazal [Persian Poetry]. "It is my only companion." So that is one thing about [love].
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