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
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.
wings voice eagles
A voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that gave it wings. Alone must it seek the ether. And alone and without his nest shall the eagle fly across the sun.
lonely voice talking
The voice of life in me cannot reach the ear of life in you; but let us talk that we may not feel lonely.
voice littles speak
I said to Life, I would hear Death speak. And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, You hear him now.
eye voice ears
Should you really open your eyes and see, you would behold your image in all images. And should you open your ears and listen, you would hear your own voice in all voices.
wisdom voice said
If aught I have said is truth, that truth shall reveal itself in a clearer voice, and in words more kin to your thoughts.
voice giving ears
Give me an ear and I will give you a Voice...
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.
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
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.
blind deaf hands touch understand
You are blind and I am deaf and dumb, so let us touch hands and understand
binds brother deep love mountain sister sit strong three together
Here I sit between my brother the mountain and my sister the sea. We three are one in loneliness, and the love that binds us together is deep and strong and strange.