Some words pass through us quickly and vanish into the air; others burrow into our very flesh and change the way we think, speak and feel.
For me, the work of Kahlil Gibran falls into the second category.
Lebanese born, educated in New York, Paris and Beirut, he was the third best-selling poet in history, and his words sparked a literary revolution. Best known in the West for his book, The Prophet, Gibran lived from 1883 to 1931, but his legacy survived much longer, messages of universal love, freedom and tolerance taking root in the countercultural soil of the American sixties.
I set out to offer you ten of my favorite passages from his writing, but as you will see, it is simply too brilliant to stop so soon.
Each of these quotes has at some point touched me deeply. I have no words to express the profound impact of this poetry, and I hope it will leave you speechless as well:
“One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life.”
“For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.”
“Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and you are the mirror.”
“Let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”
“Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness.”
“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
“My friend, I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear — a care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee from my negligence. The “I” in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.”
“I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.”