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Take care of my heart.

Treat it as a delicacy with gentleness.

Appeal to my troubles with humbleness in your every word and motion.

Take notice to my silent cry by the faintest notion.

Love me pure and whole hearted-ly.

Harden my heart towards any force the poisons the existence of you and me.

Embrace me when I appear to not have the ability to stand alone.

Treat me as your queen know your figure as my king and take your thrown.

Lighten your voice when my eyes become weary with the burdens my heart hold with no intention.

Hear my words as they are ;interpret with no personal rendition.

Love for the stars visible and not to see.

To Be Continued….

Immature people falling in love destroy each other’s freedom, create a bondage, make a prison. Mature persons in love help each other to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondages. And when love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.

A mature person does not fall in love, he or she rises in love. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. Now they cannot manage and they cannot stand. They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don’t have the backbone, the spine; they don’t have the integrity to stand alone.

A mature person has the integrity to stand alone. And when a mature person gives love, he or she gives without any strings attached to it. When two mature persons are in love, one of the great paradoxes of life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone. They are together so much that they are almost one. Two mature persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. Only freedom and love.

Osho (via nirvikalpa)


(via sammystokes)