Preface
The loved one is not only the beloved; it is also everything yearned for. If all humankind is the beloved for Sakyamuni, philosophy is the beloved for Kant. If the gentle spring rain is the beloved for the rose, then Italy is the beloved for Mazzini. The loved one is not only that which is loved but also that which loves.
If love be freedom, then the beloved also is freedom. But aren't you all bound helplessly by the high-sounding name of freedom? You have a love, even you? If so, it is no love, it is your shadow.
As I write these poems I am thinking of the lambs wandering the darkening plain searching for their lost way home.
The Author
If love be freedom, then the beloved also is freedom. But aren't you all bound helplessly by the high-sounding name of freedom? You have a love, even you? If so, it is no love, it is your shadow.
As I write these poems I am thinking of the lambs wandering the darkening plain searching for their lost way home.
The Author
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