Fierce love

Ngwasi: What is this that is raging fiercely in my heart like a wild fire on a dry hill on a sunny, windy day?
Chebi: It’s called love.
Ngwasi: It burns. Shall it always burn so fiercely?
Chebi: Don’t be deceived. It can swing from one extreme to the other. It can become as cold as ice. It can also melt like snow on a sunny day; and you will see no trace except deep scars in your heart.
Ngwasi: How strange! How unfortunate also!
Chebi: Yes it is! Such sweet sorrow it can bring. It can bring joy; and it can bring sorrow. It’s hard to know; hard to understand; hard to master.
Ngwasi: Oh love! How strange you can be!

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