"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. It means to establish ties."
“‘To establish ties’?”
"Just that," said the fox."To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world …"
Do you fully agree with that last quote? Something tells me you couldn't. ;-)
I’m guessing you mean the last poem I posted.
That “something” might be right. :) It seems kind of a chicken/egg story. Do you offer love because someone is that daring or does someone become that courageous because you offer them your love? And then there is the fact that you cannot choose to “love” but I agree that you might choose to “offer” it or not.
I believe, I like the insane/courageous state of mind of love which is described in that poem.
Should never be offered to the mouth of a
Only to someone
Who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their own soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.”— Hafiz