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
dream sadness sleep
Life is but a sleep disturbed by dreaming, prompted by the will; the saddened soul with sadness hides it's secrets, and the gay, with thrill.
laughter sadness heart
I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart for the joys of the multitude. And I would not have the tears that sadness makes to flow from my every part turn into laughter. I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.
inspirational life sadness
joy and sorrow are inseparable. . . together they come and when one sits alone with you . . remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
causes heavens hidden voice
We were a silent, hidden thought in the folds of oblivion, and we have become a voice that causes the heavens to tremble.
body less meet sun wind
Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your body and less of your raiment
australian-actor dreams tomorrow yesterday
Yesterday is but today's memory, tomorrow is today's dream.
blind deaf hands touch understand
You are blind and I am deaf and dumb, so let us touch hands and understand
assigned cute-love dream fulfil furthest intimate keeping labour life love loving sweet-love truth work
When you work you fulfil a part of earth's furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born. And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life, And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life's inmost secret.
again deeper meet shall sing twilight
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.
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
forget whom
You may forget the one with whom you have laughed, but never the one with whom you have wept.
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
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.
filled laughter rises
And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.