Khalil Gibran
Khalil Gibran
Kahlil Gibranwas a Lebanese-American artist, poet, and writer of the New York Pen League...
NationalityLebanese
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth6 January 1883
CityBsharri, Lebanon
CountryLebanon
spiritual wind tree
Tell your secret to the wind, but don't blame it for telling the trees.
inspirational stars greatness
The lights of stars that were extinguished ages ago still reaches us. So it is with great men who died centuries ago, but still reach us with the radiations of their personalities.
love friendship fields
Your friend is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
vision singing ants
How narrow is the vision that exalts the busyness of the ant above the singing of the grasshopper.
democracy half guilty
The truly just is he who feels half guilty of your misdeeds.
pride men giving
Who are you that men should rend their bosom and unveil their pride, that you may see their worth naked and their pride unabashed? See first that you yourself deserve to be a giver, and an instrument of giving.
joy sorrow
He who has not looked on Sorrow will never see Joy.
people solitude relaxation
The sorrowful spirit finds relaxation in solitude. It abhors people, as a wounded deer deserts the herd and lives in a cave until it is healed or dead.
return earth eternity
Only those return to Eternity Who on earth seek out Eternity.
beautiful dream sleep
Each thing that exists remains forever, and that very existence of existence is proof of its eternity. But without that realization, which is the knowledge of perfect being, man would never know whether there was existence or non-existence. If eternal existence is altered, then it must become more beautiful; and if it disappears, it must return with more sublime image; and if it sleeps, it must dream of a better awakening, for it is ever greater upon its rebirth.
sea meditation peaceful
I discovered the secret of the sea in meditation upon a dewdrop.
respect flower mean
Yea, death and prison we mete out To small offenders of the laws, While honor, wealth, and full respect On greater pirates we bestow. To steal a flower we call mean. To rob a field is chivalry; Who kills the body he must die, Who kills the spirit he goes free.
wind silence littles
Know, therefore, that from the greater silence I shall return... Forget not that I shall come back to you... A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.
wings poetry bird
A poet is a bird of unearthly excellence, who escapes from his celestial realm arrives in this world warbling. If we do not cherish him, he spreads his wings and flies back into his homeland.