When love beckons to you

I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
by the roes, or by the hinds of the field,
that you not stir up, nor awaken love,
until it so desires.

~ The Song of Solomon

I wake hime up. Knowing the consequences. You know how empty it feels sometimes. The songs go dry on my flute. The pen oozes empty words. Meaning..You need meaning in life as much as water. Hence I wake him up. Knowing the consequences..

And once he wakes up, he keeps me awake. And I wonder if I should have followed Solomon’s solemn advice. But then its too late.

And I’m left with no other option but to follow The Prophet

When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.

~ Kahlil Gibran: The Prophet