Inflammation is the body's way of protecting itself;
after a wound is made, inflammation
clears harmful objects and dead tissue,
and helps the body heal.
Yet with inflammation
there is pain, loss of function
and in a tragic irony,
too much inflammation can actually damage
the very body it is meant to protect.
Such is the case with love,
which is but inflammation of the heart:
it is natural, human, and
in the correct dose, good.
But what a tragic irony it would be
if love for this world
takes one away from
the One who is Most Loving, who
blessed him with the object of love
in the first place.
"Ya muqallibal quluub..tsabbit qalbi 'ala deenik"