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
burned cup deeper holds joy sorrow wine
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
strong heart wine
O love, whose lordly hand Has bridled my desires, And raised my hunger and my thirst To dignity and pride, Let not the strong in me and the constant Eat the bread or drink the wine That tempt my weaker self. Let me rather starve, And let my heart parch with thirst, And let me die and perish, Ere I stretch my hand To a cup you did not fill, Or a bowl you did not bless.
heart wine soul
Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry is a sigh that dries the tears. Poetry is a spirit who dwells in the soul, whose nourishment is the heart, whose wine is affection. Poetry that comes not in this form is a false messiah.
inspirational-love grief wine
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
wine soul body
The thirst of soul is sweeter than the wine of material things, and the fear of spirit is dearer than the security of the body.
inspirational-love laughter wine
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the same well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven? And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
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.
aside cast combine desire godliness greed happy wealth
Cast aside those who liken godliness to whimsy and who try to combine their greed for wealth with their desire for a happy afterlife.