” Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit ” ~ Khalil Gibran
Today on the bike I passed these beautiful almond-trees, which are all over the island. Blossoming. It’s the time of the year. Almond-blossom everywhere. The moment I left the blossom-trees behind, the thought of a beautiful love poem became stronger and stronger.
Our friends gave us this poem when Dorus and I celebrated love with our family and friends as our engagement-party in the Summer of 2012. That poem… I had to find it. Meanwhile the pink blossom was just everywhere I looked. Guess I’m a damn lucky woman on my Dutch bike today. Alone. Together.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls
Fill each other’s cup, but drink not from one cup
Give one another of your bread, but eat not from the same loaf
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping
For only the hand of life can contain your hearts
And stand together, yet not too near together
For the pillars of the temple stand apart
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow
~ Khalil Gibran