The sleeping heart
The heart sleeps until it is awakened to life by a blow; it is as a rock, and the hidden fire flashes out when struck by another rock. Bowl of Saki, June 27, by Hazrat Inayat Khan Commentary by Pir-o-Murshid Inayat Khan: The sorrow of the lover is continual, in the presence and in the absence of the beloved: in the presence for fear of the absence, and in absence in longing for the presence. According to the mystical view the pain of love is the dynamite that breaks up the heart, even if it be... Sign in to see full entry.