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| A Bee, This Morning in my Hometown Fields .... |
And now you ask in your heart, “How
shall we distinguish that which is good in
pleasure from that which is not good?”
Go to your fields and your gardens, and
you shall learn that it is the pleasure of
the bee to gather honey of the flower,
But it is also the pleasure of the flower
to yield its honey to the bee.
For to the bee a flower is a fountain of
life,
And to the flower a bee is a messenger of
love,
And to both, bee and flower, the giving
and the receiving of pleasure is a need and
an ecstasy.
- Gibran -
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