Sunday, February 22, 2009

Kahlil Gibran


......The noon tide is upon and our half walking has turned to fuller day ,and we must apart...
If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more,we shall speak again together
and you shall sing to me a deeper song .
And if our hands should meet in another dream we shall build another tower in the sky.
For life and death are one even as the river and the sea are one .
Your body is the harp of your soul
And it is yours to bring forth sweet music from it or confused sounds,
and now you ask in your heart
How shall we distinguish that which is good in pleasure from that which is not good go to your fields,and your garden.
And you shall learn that it is the pleasure of the together honey of the flower...
You are good when you are one with yourself.



When you meet your friend on the road side or in the market place let the spirit in you move your lips and direst your tongue let the voice within your voice speak to the ear of his ear .
For his soul will keep the truth of your heart as the taste of the wine is remembered .
when the colour is forgotten and the versel is no more,...

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