Although the season is joyful everywhere, / And mountain and valley are all verdant, / That would seem a truly small matter to him / Who has met mischance in love.
HadewijchTake care, you who wish / to deal with names / for love. Behind their sweetness / and wrath, nothing endures. / Nothing but wounds and kisses.
Hadewijchlove is that burning fire which devours everything and shall never, never cease in all the endless ages to come.
Hadewijch