PuttyLiCious

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zedisdead

 

Then Almitra spoke, saying, "We would ask now of Death."

And he said:

You would know the secret of death.

But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?

The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.

If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;

And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.

Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.

Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?

Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?

And what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.

And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.


Khalil Gibran
 

2 comments:

stephanie kievaughan said...

Song of the Rain

I am the dotted silver threads dropped from heaven
by the Gods.Nature then takes me to adorn her Fields and valleys
I am beautiful pearls.Plucked from the crown of Ishtar.
By the daughter of Dawn to embellish the gardens
When i cry the hills laugh;
when I Humble myself the flowers rejoice;
When I Bow all things are elated;
The field and the cloud are Lover's
And between them I am a messenger of mercy
I quench the thirst of the one;
I cure the ailment of the other.
The Voice of Thunder declares my arrivaL;
The rainbow announce's my departure.
I am Like Earthly Life
which begins at the feet of the mad elements,
and ends at the upraised wings of death.
I emerge from the heart of the sea,
and soar with the breeze.
When I see a field In need,
I Descend and embrace the flowers,and
The tree's in a million little ways.
I touch gently at the windows with my
Soft Finger's,and my announcement is a
Welcome song aLL can hear
But only the sensitive can understand.
The heat in the air gives birth to me.
But in turn I Kill It.
As Woman overcomes man with
the strength she takes from him
I am the sigh of the sea;
The Laughter of the field;
The tears of heaven.
So as Love sighs from the deep sea's of affection.
Laughter from the colourfull Field of the spirit;
Tears from the endless heaven of memories

stephanie kievaughan said...

I happen to be a big fan of KahLiL Gibran