Forget about playing tricks, in a lovely manner be mad, and be mad
Take the path to the heart of fire, be butterfly, and be butterfly
Forget about everything you had and you knew, destroy your house
Then come and be the lovers housemates
Wash your soul from hatred for 7th times
After that take a gulp from love drink
You have to consider the soul all over to be qualified
If you take the path to the drunken, be drunk
That ear of friend witnesses has become infected
Understand that ear and infection a lot
As your soul became our breath
Be mortal and become legend, and become legend like lovers
Mowlavi

Love is the highest stage of human's ideal. It can not be done by every one. There is no difference with the one who is in a virtual love or a real one.
Both of them are love, of the same quality and they have special ideal level. They different levels, one is lower virtual one and the other is more perfect and is the highest which is the real one. The true love is immeasurable as the beloved one is immeasurable and unlimited. Getting love, generally, shows the ideal of the person. It shows progress in soul of the person while inner movement toward ideal.

Oh you, the wily man of love tavern
He has drunk the wine of love's Moghan
He won today's notoriety
For reminding himself of nightly wine of love
Forget yourself and your entity
If you are in search of love symbols
Why don't you take the wine to leave the wisdom's enchantment?
Listen to our love legend
Know that the coast is unseen
In the immeasurable sea of love
Add fuel to the flame of universe and soul
Oh heart, it’s better to be one flame of love
Come to the path honestly
If the path is threshold of love
The whole heart directs toward God
Until it is alive by the leash of love
The hawk of Hossein's heart landed
In the corner of love nest
The lovers' rank got its power
From the reed and song of lover
Oh, Saki! Serve the cups
Of refreshing, everlasting wine
Kamaloddin Hossein Kharazmi

Love itself has lots of benefits such as forgiveness, contribution, altruism, humility and even self-sacrifice. The latter one is everything; it has caused the world's biggest problem and the existence and the position of power of I. The only thing that stands against all these "this is me or this is us" is the divine pearl and makes them free of me and us.
This is the lover who can leave every property and ability behind for the beloved one. It means the lover doesn't lose his love in any price. He leaves all the things behind and burns with desire of reaching the beloved one.

Our drops of blood fell to shine love
Our blood is on the love's hands
The root of love is in the mud because of the prickle of distance
The skirt of love is filled with flowers from our blood
Death's blade could never tear
The tent which has been built by love
One would never obey the wisdom
The one who has become a master in loving skill
The ardor may become our source of light
We are dark because of ignorance and light because of love
The lover may settle and relax getting energy form the land of nowhere
As love residence doesn't situate in the material world
Sometime, the lovers' heart
Will pour wet water on the love harvest
Heart is alive with love, God seemed to make
The body of love out of our soul's light
Love is the story of the heart's garden
Love's cedar and lily are not plants
The birds' consciousness are taken away
By the love's song of the garden
That everyone is never-lasting but the friend who is ever-lasting
Our being is a sign of his being
Sayyed Abolmozaffar

Having this kind of ideal level, self-sacrificing for someone else or let's say high selflessness, originates from a very strong, divine soul. In another words, his existence of material body is nothing to the vibrant soul he has. There is no difference between the true love and the virtual one in this matter. They have this point in common with each other. All these loves make into existence whenever a special level of person's ideal and thought progression occurs.
Some great wayfarers believe in virtual love as a basis and practice for perceiving the true love. They know this relation between these two as a evolutionary method in love matter.
Some contradict it. They say that there is no way form virtual love to true one and virtual one leads in a heavier way needing more struggles and even losing the way.
It is good to mention that the true love, itself, is a discovery of Iranian Moslem Gnostic and literate ones. The Persian world of love "Eshgh" originates from a plant name but the discovery of this stage and position has been done by Iranian Moslem Gnostic ones. They have established the basis of true love and through our literature we can see the words of Love, the beloved one and the lover. These words had never mentioned before else where.
Although Moslem Arabs' attacks on our holy land had many cultural and economical devastations and many of our properties were taken away by them, the real love was gifted to Iranian Gnostic and literate ones.

They can't talk about love all the time
The heartless are not friends of love
It is speechless and cries
Where is one who is the familiar secret keeper of love?
See the harp wearing sackcloth
It has molted due to sorrow of love
It gets hurt to be played and cries a lot
It sings complaints about the sadness of love
Where is the moon-faced, drunken Turkey?
To give the glass the entire love
Last night, delightful and holding wine bottle in one hand
I was going to the cosmos of love
The heart's bird to the ear of soul
Sang this song from love
That the universe is a shining from the friend's visage
The entire universe is his shadow
Naser Bokharaie

Persian scientists and literates have sited the basis of true love. This is true when there is no sign of such a thing in Islamic Arabic literature. Be careful of the difference between kindness and love. Kindness is a lot found in Arabic literature but not love.
Love is one of the high stages of ideal and deals with soul not the material body. Therefore, it has no role in the soul of the person's gender; it means that a man can fall in love with another man and a woman falls in love with another one. Surely not from the sex view but the love which has a basis on aesthetics. This case is out of discussion and needs some studying on aesthetic and excellence which are mythological and, specially, Hellenic. If you are interested in such a thing please refer to the references.

As the heart becomes full of love's light
The witness and the mean of love will come
What do you know from love? you are not a lover
If there is no passions of love in your head
If love shines correctly
The wisdom will be a witness and obedient of love
Wisdom will become Saki, musician, harp and reed
And will serve with the love's wine
On the hair curve, the lovers' heart
Is twisted in the dark night of love
In order to be the mirror of the goodness appearance
If the heart is the treasure-filled source of the love
That the mirror of the shining of the king is the heart
The one who knows the divine lights is the heart
Ronagh Alishah Kermani

Love is of high importance in Persian-language Gnostic and literate ones' views; both the true and the virtual ones. We may be able to divide Iranian Gnostic and literate ones into some categories according to their consideration to any one of these loves in brief.
We could take Sa'di's poems as an example of virtual love which is related to horizontal love as it is falling in love with another virtual creature. The beloved one on the earth is the main feature in his poems and he has written harmonic poems about that. There is less about real and Gnostic loves in his poems and most of his poems are about praising a virtual creature.
For instance:

You came late oh my delighted darling
We don't lose you very soon
We poured water of wisdom over your fire of love
But it didn't affect
We can't leave you
And we can't shut the door at you
I am not able to fall in your step
I am like a trapped fish
Craze Has for the lips of the sugar-mouthed
Has broken penance of the righteous repeatedly
Oh, you the tall cedar of the garden
I am inferior to your length
Poor the one who has left you
Relaxed is the one who has joined you
Your eyes bled for the coquetry
In drunken manner, they suffered because of the fault a lot
Oh Sa'di, from the lasso of the beautiful-faced
You can't set yourself free until you are alive
If you are the obedient servant of his threshold
What else can you do as another door exits there
Sa'di

Hafez could be the only poet who used to consider wayfaring and know about the true love while loving his virtual lover as a human creature. He used to have a great consideration to the virtual love as it seems.
Hafez implies both two loves; this has led his presence into many Iranians. A person in a virtual love gets involved into daily activities and events while considering the lover's sadness and happiness along with fulfilling the material requirements such as nature, humanity and etc. We all are dealing with them daily. This is Hafez's mastery to describe a daily routine life in one hand and having great Gnostic poems in the other hand causing the God's way lovers' absorption to him.
Therefore, all 500 Hafez's lovely poems deal with both aspects of virtual and true loves. That’s why he has so many fans and there is one book of Hafez in every home. Hafez's poems are all the voice of people's lives in any social rank.

I said who may have your mouth and lips
He said they can do everything you say by eyes
I said that your lips need the money for a trip to Egypt
He said they may benefit a lot in this deal
I said that I will be carried away with your point of mouth
He said this is a story which happens to the punctilious
I said not to worship idol but sit beside it
He said that both of them are right in the street of love
I said that the atmosphere of tavern may give me a good feeling free from sadness
He said it is pleasure for those who make others happy
I said that wine and gown are not in religion
He said that they are right in the Moghan wayfarer's religion
I said that what the benefit of the old wayfarer's kiss is
He said that his kiss may make you young
I said when the good man may visit Hejleh
He said the time when there is a customer or Quran
I said that the prayer of his state is Hafez's mumbling
He said that this prayer is said by the angels of seven skies
or
My heart is sad and I don't feel well
Lie, murder and everything colorful
Dedicated to the shirt of the good-looking
Thousands of virtual cloth and fasting wear
I will take the dream of your mole under the soil
Until I become soil from your mole
Oh Saki, an angel doesn’t know what love is
Want the cup and pour some rose water on the human's soil
Anchor a cup to my coffin until the dawn of judgment day
Take wine and enjoy it in hurry for the judgment day
I came to your threshold poor and tired, pity me
There is no plea for me but reaching you
Come that the bartender told me last night
Be content and don't escape from the preordained incidents
There is no divide between the lover and the beloved one
You yourself are your divide, remove it Hafez
Hafez

Molavi is one of the great Gnostic poets who have considered just the Gnostic love as the immeasurable thing to God. He has Masnavi in six chapters including 25000 verses and also Shams Divan (the corpus) including 30000 verses of rarely lovely poems of Gnostics having great rhythms and sweet words only about love to God. These are two immeasurable oceans of God invocation and praising. They have been written in such a way that after reading this kind treasure one can not think of oneself as a creature on the earth.
In Molavi's six chapters of academic and divine Masnavi, all moral and Gnostic issues have been incorporated. I recommend it to you.
Shams Divan is a horse of another color. This great Gnostic man, who is greatly in love with God, has done everything he wanted to do with his disciples in any Persian or Arabic words or combinations using emotions along with Persian literature.
Molavi with his 60000 verses had a great effect and showed this human, which is some material substance, has many abilities. All his verses are evolutionary and energetic and through one review of his verses, there will be an incomparable change in the reader's thought and mind with the ones before reading. This is a blessing for Persian-language people like us who have these valuable treasures. I know some non-Persian Gnostic way researchers and wayfarers who are into perceiving and translation of Masnavi and Shams Divan. Lately, an American, who has been in work of Molavi's poems translation for seven years, has translated Kashefi's Lobolbab, which is a summary of Masnavi.
He used to appreciate this job and he said that Molavi therapy is very common nowadays. They can heal patients' moral problems with Molavi's poems. He yearns to be an Iranian and to know Persian language deeply.
Many people have gone this way. One of them is Mary Schimel who died three years ago at the age of 83. She has written many books about Molavi and his poets. These printings have been translated into Persian as well. She lived in Ghonieh in Turkey for some years near Molavi's shrine and wrote about him.
Anyway, our great and powerful Gnostic one is one of the world's great man on true or Gnostic love. Surely, there are other people who you know.
Let's see how true love or lovely Sufism created in Persian Gnostic literates.
As I told you in brief, Moslem Arabs' attack on rich Iranian society caused these great booties lie in the hands of poor Moslem Arabs and this valuable wealth led in a sudden, rich and luxury life in a fanatic way for the Arabs who used to have a very weak and poor life in the beginning of Islam. This was a start to weaken Moslems' old values and beliefs, loosing piety and virtuousness they had before taking booties. Sufism in praising kind and Malamatieh faction were the result. People left luxury life and began Sufism, austerity and strict worshiping called praising Sufism in the upcoming categorizing.
This kind of Sufism, because of indulgence (more than enough), resulted another kind by leading of Abu Hamed Mohammad Ghazzali who was a strict religious person. He used to depict human as a weak, poor, unhappy and compulsive creature in front of God who has the right to do everything with his servants. This was called inferior Sufism later.
It means on the basis of creature's fear of the creator but it was indulgence over indulgence trying to get heaven, suffering strict difficulties, tolerating too much austerity and … These were some examples of Ghazzali's schedule which weren't successful at all on the social life causing annoyance and degradation.
Certainly, this kind of strictness and intensity of annoyance had a reverse result. It was mentioned by Mohammad Ghazzali's brother or Ebn-e-Arabi. After some years, it was completed by Molavi and fraction of Loving Sufism created.
It should be mentioned that Molavi was the second Mohammad Ghazzali! Before visiting Shams, Molavi was a strict and agelast religion scholar. Ghazzali's beliefs had penetrated into Molavi's writings before visiting the great man of the day, Shams Tabrizi who was a Sufic man from Syria's Ghalandarieh faction. Love ideal bloomed inside, then.
Mohammad Ghazzali said that: I was a hidden treasure and I wanted to be known, so I became created. He put this wanting the basis of love. It was said that a love-free creature doesn't exist; therefore all the particles in the universe have got an everlasting love and are still in great motion.
As love is a God's blessing, why shouldn't we enjoy it? Loving and worshiping are not separated. No duty exists for the lover but praising the beloved one; both in virtual and the real ones as love is God's shining on the entity of the creature and originated from beauty and the most beautiful one in the beautiful which is one of the God's aspects.

Last night, the wayfarer of the love world from the unknown world
Taught us this about love
That oh, the beggar of everything, while drinking
Drink a cup of wine to be beside love
I have left the people of wisdom behind
For the sake of people of love
I decided t go around the Kiblah of soul
I performed my ablutions with the Zamzam water of love
When I reached the Arafat Kiblah
I perceived in the mood of love
The delight of increased drunkenness of the heart
Coming from the repetitive love
The entire cosmos and everything inside
Were all into the dew of love
As I was watching God's blessings
I assured that he is the love confidant
As the love pages became known
This word was the great chapter of love:
That the whole world and everything inside Are
A single picture of a beam from the visage of friend
Shah Ne'matollah Vali

It is said that Jami, who was a great poet and Gnostic man, used to prostrate himself when visiting good and beautiful-faced people, both men and women anywhere he was.
Beautiful-faced people have been called by special names and characters in many poets and Gnostic ones' books.
I think that love is an everlasting issue to write about. I mean it is an immeasurable topic. Waves of loving the creator are seen in the nature. If love is not the real one, orbiting electron around the nuclei or orbiting of galaxies around their centers will never exist.
Frequent motion causing freshness of the nature and growth of plants and … is all from love. The one which relates to loving God; it means the real love. Although electron is unaware of the world outside the existing orbit, it is done in a great passion that stopping it from orbiting results in its devastation and there will be a wonderful evolution. It is the same as stopping a lover from loving the beloved one; it leads in insanity.
Therefore, love is an innate and immeasurable affair all over the universe. There will be no one existed in this world without love. Therefore, that's a critical axis of creation. On the basis of this principle, one can say for sure that love is flowing in the entity of universe and nothing and no one is without inner love from this very tiny particle to unseen galaxies. Therefore, love is not an incident but an old existence being with the compassionate and the merciful. It needs no reason such as another creature or group or religion to be existed. Love is substantive to God. Love, itself, and automatically prepares the person with thoughts of theism in the lover. Love doesn't take two and the lover is always looking for one beloved one.

Love before the material world
In a clean hall and no what and why
It was free of incidents and events
It was rich in appearance and inside
It left the silent area of himself
To show his beauties and characters
It shined the appearance of the world
To color the appearance the same as the color inside
He had effects on the world
His good points were the effects in different cloths
He saw his visage in many different faces
When he started to take a look from his eyes
It became Vamegh sometimes and sometimes Ozra
It became Leili sometimes and sometimes Majnoon
A character of one was shining and knowing
A character of another was hiding and concealing
His name became lover and the beloved one
As it became enchanted in its own appearance
The description of that one is rich and powerful
The name of another one has become poor and weak
He saw himself on every mirror
Being the witness, joke, and the harmonious lover
He created many strange colors
The tricky love making of turkey
He left the description of the beloved one on the shoulder of the lover
To make the heart of the sad one happy
His desire moved the wheel
His name became the wheeler because of that
He made a mixture from the being and nothingness
Two different worlds in that mixture
To be crammed full of greatness, abjection, poverty and richness
Incorporating science, unawareness, wisdom and craze
He poured on the world and the creatures inside
From the source and everything inside
The wave of love threw away
Everything which was buried in the sea
Everyone who devastated became a creature
All the thing that was Hamoon became a sea
There was the time in which the wisdom was without ambition
Wisdom was apart from sunshine due to low ambition
As the beauty of the beloved one shone
His consciousness declined and the craze increased
The delighted and drunken eyes of Saki was awaiting
Thousands of trick, artifice and enchantment
He poured in a cup from the opiate like wine
He gave that opiate like wine to the wisdom
It untied the chain and uncovered some divides
It became upset, crazy and mad
The aid of love as became continuous
It set it free from the sub sighting
The real theism of friend became clear and known
Resulting the world around in clear
There is no one in the world but he
In reality there is no other one existed
Shams Maghrebi