Beautiful Miracle

To become precious — that is the work of love, the task of love, the great reward of love. The recompense of death. The human miracle that makes the transience of life not only bearable but beautiful.

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"Let’s love each other,

let’s cherish each other, my friend,

before we lose each other.

You’ll long for me when I’m gone.

You’ll make a truce with me.

So why put me on trial while I’m alive?

Why adore the dead but battle the living?

You’ll kiss the headstone of my grave.

Look, I’m lying here still as a corpse,

dead as a stone. Kiss my face instead"

LET’S LOVE EACH OTHER

by Rumi