My love will bring suffering

A Cup of Tea

A Cup of Tea (118)


Osho 60s 48

Love is also fire,
but a cool fire.
Yet we have to burn in it
because it also purifies;
it burns only to purify.
The dross burns
leaving pure gold.

In the same way my love will bring suffering
because I wish to destroy you in order to recreate you.
The seed must be broken –
how else can the tree be born?
The river must end –
how else is it to merge with the ocean?
So let go of yourself and die –
how else will you find the self?


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