Love...love... seek no return. Pour out your whole heart, take not half a soul.
Worship...worship... seek not worship's fruit, let worship itself be your only desire's dwelling.
The joy in loving is not the joy in having; in the one you love, there find your dissolution.
Setting in your heart love's sacred vessel, pray in silence— let the soul be blessed.
Touched, it will grow old, slowly fade and tarnish; untouched, love's beauty grows day by day.
The one you love— won or not, they are yours! Keep them hidden in your heart, what need is there to reveal?