Love responsibly

There are different wells within your heart.

Some fill with each good rain,

Others are far too deep for that.

In one well

You have just a few precious cups of water,

That “love” is literally something of yourself,

It can grow as slow as a diamond

If it is lost.

Your love

Should never be offered to the mouth of a stranger,

Only to someone

Who has the valor and daring

To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife

Then weave them into a blanket to protect you.

~Hafez, a persian poet

I stumbled on this at Paulo Coelho's blog.

It's an old poem I guess, from a poet long gone.

Funny how the questions of the heart never gets answered even after human's centuries of searching. This is why the poem still resonates with me now. The core problems of the world like love, greed, fairness: has never been resolved.

But let's leave that at that.

About the poem, it's certainly a good and sound advice for those on the trying journey in search of meaning and love. Love should be a responsible thing I think.

We should consider those whom we give our hearts, never give it out recklessly. You'll regret it if you don't treat your heart responsibly, because you'll never get that piece back. What's already been given cannot be taken back, it could only be replaced with another piece. Like a memory, it is fixed and not interchangeable with circumstances.

What is, is.

The situation is not unlike the honeybee: it dies after it stings, did you know that? So that honeybee should seriously consider what it chooses to sting, or it's death would be for nothing. That is sad, because the sacrifice is too great to be spent on mediocre things.

So what I am trying to say to you and remind myself is: consider carefully those whom you open and give your heart. Take responsibility for your own heart and embrace the consequences.