‎love Is Always Selfish ‎ Poem by Prabir Gayen

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‎LOVE IS ALWAYS SELFISH
‎ Prabir Gayen
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‎Love is always selfish,
‎Love is not Love at all;
‎It is always a business,
‎A secret bargain
‎between the heart and the heart.
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‎Love for mother,
‎love for father,
‎love for brothers and sisters,
‎love for friends and the beloved,
‎whatever name you give to love,
‎whatever form it takes,
‎deep down,
‎it carries something of its own.
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‎There is a hidden need,
‎a silent thirst,
‎a desire unseen.
‎Love becomes a wonderful mystery,
‎yet somewhere within it
‎moves an unknown need.
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‎Love is love,
‎neither pure nor impure.
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‎It is a guiding spirit,
‎inherent,
‎hidden deep down.
‎Father loves his children;
‎mother is more virtuous in love.
‎Her love seems selfless,
‎yet somewhere within
‎there may remain a hidden desire
‎to receive love in return.
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‎And so,
‎even love becomes a business.
‎Still, love is essential.
‎It is the epicentre of existence.
‎Without love,
‎life becomes dull,
‎life becomes empty.
‎Life springs from love
‎and dissolves into love.
‎Love is the substratum
‎of existence.
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‎Still, it is selfish,
‎a subtle business
‎when it has not yet become
‎divine in nature.
‎Love is divine always,
‎divinity is its nature.
‎Still, love becomes selfish
‎when it cannot exist
‎without motivation.
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‎As in action,
‎if there is action,
‎there must be a result,
‎or some motivation
‎hidden behind the action.
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‎Is any action possible
‎without the least motivation?
‎Action without thought of result,
‎action without desire,
‎action without asking
‎what will come?
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‎Yes,
‎it is possible,
‎but very rare to find.
‎Like:
‎Do your part
‎and leave the result
‎unto Divinity.
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‎Love,
‎and do not ask
‎for love in return.
‎Such love is rare,
‎very rare to find.
‎For at the subtle level
‎there may still remain
‎a little selfishness,
‎a little expectation,
‎a little movement
‎towards oneself.
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‎Yet there is a way
‎to make love only love,
‎love without motivation,
‎love without desire,
‎love without selfishness.
‎The only way
‎is to make love divine.
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‎If you love your parents,
‎love them as divine manifestations.
‎Adore them with love
‎as if you were loving
‎the Almighty Himself.
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‎Let your love
‎for the beloved one
‎find a path towards Divinity.
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‎As every river
‎finds its path
‎and falls into the ocean,
‎let every love
‎find its path
‎and fall into God.
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‎Love is always love
‎when it is for God,
‎for the Guru,
‎or for the Inner Being.
‎Love is the way
‎to find God.
‎Love is God itself.
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‎Your love for any human being
‎should become love
‎for the Almighty.
‎Then love becomes pure,
‎sublime,
‎free from craving,
‎free from aversion,
‎free from expectation.
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‎Love as much as you can.
‎It is the only way
‎to find your real being,
‎your hidden Self,
‎your true identity.
‎But offer that love
‎as a priest offers flowers
‎before the altar of God.
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‎Love may always be selfish,
‎but selfish love,
‎when touched by awareness,
‎can become a sacred path.
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‎And walking that path,
‎the heart slowly forgets itself,
‎the lover, the loved,
‎and the love itself
‎begin to disappear.
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‎Then,
‎in that silent disappearance,
‎you may meet
‎your Inner Being,
‎your real identity.
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‎@Prabir Gayen
‎16/08/26/3: 49 AM.
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