Option 3

The Prophet

 Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
 To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

 To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
 And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
 To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;
 To return home at eventide with gratitude;
 And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise on your lips.