O lovers

O lovers
Love will lay a carpet of treasures under your feet.

Love will fill your drums with gold.

Thirsty ones
Love will turn your scorched desert into a meadow of paradise.

Forsaken ones
Love will open the doors to the King's palace.

Love's alchemy will reshape gallows into altars.

Love will change your apathy to faith.

Kings of the world
in love's hands you will melt like a candle.

To the parched lips of those who are willing to surrender
Love will bring the wine
that changes darkness into vision,
cruelty into compassion and dust into precious incense.

Those who think the heart is only in the chest
take two or three steps and are content.
The rosary, the prayer rug and repentance
are paths that they mistake for the destination.

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