Without Love, Life Has no Poetry in it
Without Love, Life Has no Poetry in it
A greater fear than death grips
you whenever you are in love.
That's why love has disappeared
from the world.
Rarely, very rarely does the
phenomenon happen that
love descends.
What you call love is just a false coin:
you have invented it because it is
so difficult to live without love.
It is difficult because without love,
life carries no meaning;
it is meaningless.
Without love, life has no poetry in it.
Without love, the tree exists but never flowers.
Without love, you cannot dance, you cannot
celebrate, you cannot feel grateful, you cannot pray.
Without love, temples are just ordinary houses;
with love an ordinary house is transformed,
transfigured into a temple.
Without love you remain just possibilities – empty gestures.
With love, for the first time you become substantial.
With love, for the first time, the soul arises in you.
The ego drops but the soul arises...
||OSHO||
Come Follow to You , Vol. 4, Talk #6
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