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
music heart roots
Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches; yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of the living earth.
music stupid heart
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?
music oneness soul
Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody.
music spiritual secret
Music is the language of the spirit. It opens the secret of life bringing peace, abolishing strife.
commands hold instrument knew single stood string
Once I, deemed myself a poet. But when I stood before him in Bethany I knew what is was to hold an instrument with but a single string before one who commands all instruments
filled laughter rises
And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.
asking country desert oasis politician
Are you a politician asking what your country can do for you, or a zealous one asking what you can do for your country? If you are the first, then you are a parasite; if the second, then you are an oasis in the desert
child green last leading line poem putting sheep
Yes, there is Nirvana; it is in leading your sheep to a green pasture, and in putting your child to sleep, and in writing the last line of your poem
forget whom
You may forget the one with whom you have laughed, but never the one with whom you have wept.
beauty light
Beauty in not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.
daily heart less miracles pain seem wonder wondrous
Could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy.
aware knows memory timeless tomorrow yesterday
The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness; and knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
answer flower seed soul
Oh, heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.
lost temper truth
An exaggeration is a truth that has lost its temper