So the wrong-doer cannot do wrong without the hidden will of you all. And though in your winter you deny your spring. Like a procession you walk together towards your god-self. “I too am a vineyard, and my fruit shall be gathered for the winepress, And like new wine I shall be kept in eternal vessels.”. And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life. Then the gates of his heart were flung open, and his joy flew far over the sea. shadows upon the earth? For how can a tyrant rule the free and the proud, but for a tyranny in their own freedom and a shame in their own pride? Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean. And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. But you are eternity and you are the mirror. And the clay that fills your ears shall be pierced by those fingers that kneaded it. The Prophet by Khalil Gibran is free at - the free Library of Metaphysical New Thought Books and Texts with Links to New Thought Communities and Teachers worldwide. These mountains and plains are a cradle and a stepping-stone. Yet spring, reposing within you, smiles in her drowsiness and is not offended. [12], The book entered the public domain in the United States on January 1, 2019. So saying he made a signal to the seamen, and straightway they weighed anchor and cast the ship loose from its moorings, and they moved eastward. It is closing upon us even as the water-lily upon its own tomorrow. And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow. And he who has deserved to drink from the ocean of life deserves to fill his cup from your little stream. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the termsof the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online … The Prophet (1923) Kahlil Gibran The Prophet is a book of prose poetry that made its Lebanese-American author famous.Commonly found in gift shops and frequently quoted at weddings or any occasion where uplifting 'spiritual' thoughts are required, the work has never been a favorite of intellectuals - to some readers it may seem a bit twee or pompous - yet its author was a genuine artist … The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs rise and run murmuring to And of nights when earth was up-wrought with confusion. Kahlil Gibran is said to be one of the world's bestselling poets, and his life has inspired a play touring the UK and the Middle East. 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. Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless? He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked. Only Almitra was silent, gazing after the ship until it had vanished into the mist. And now your ship has come, and you must needs go. And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space. Let your bending in the Archer’s hand be for gladness; For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly. If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also. But as he descended the hill, a sadness came upon him, and he thought in his heart: How shall I go in peace and without sorrow? And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge. Let him also weigh the heart of her husband in scales, and measure his soul with measurements. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. The righteous is not innocent of the deeds of the wicked. If it is an unjust law you would abolish, that law was written with your own hand upon your own forehead. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity. The Prophet is a collection of poetic essays that are philosophical, spiritual, and, above all, inspirational. And as a single leaf turns not yellow but with the silent knowledge of the whole tree, loving; To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstacy; To return home at eventide with gratitude; And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips. But he answered them not. It grows in the sun and sleeps in the stillness of the night; and it is not dreamless. And there are among you those who are neither young to seek nor old to He is the beloved author of The Prophet, a book art and essays that has shaped the spiritual lives of millions since it was first published. But sweeter still than laughter and greater than longing came to me. "[8]:p165 In 1928,[14] after the death of `Abdu'l-Bahá, at a viewing of a movie of `Abdu'l-Bahá, Gibran rose to talk and proclaimed in tears an exalted station of `Abdu'l-Bahá and left the event weeping still. 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. Too many fragments of the spirit have I scattered in these streets, and too many are the children of my longing that walk naked among these hills, and I cannot withdraw from them without a burden and an ache. The Prophet has been translated into more than 100 languages, making it one of the most translated books in history. But I say that even as the holy and the righteous cannot rise beyond the highest which is in each one of you. I go with the wind, people of Orphalese, but not down into emptiness; And if this day is not a fulfillment of your needs and my love, then let it be a promise till another day. Annual sales reached 12,000 in 1935, 111,000 in 1961 and 240,000 in 1965. But a shapeless pigmy that walks asleep in the mist searching for its own awakening. Through the hands of such as these God speaks, and from behind their eyes He smiles upon the earth. The soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed. And if it is a care you would cast off, that cart has been chosen by you rather than imposed upon you. And you have said, “He holds council with the trees of the forest, but not with men. Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor. [8]:p126[13] Gibran began work on The Prophet in 1912, when "he got the first motif, for his Island God", whose "Promethean exile shall be an Island one. Pages may have considerable notes/highlighting. The GNC holds the exclusive rights to manage the Lebanese author Gibran Khalil Gibran’s copyright in and to his literary and artistic works. For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, You have been told that, even like a chain, you are as weak as your weakest link. Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself. The Gibran National Committee (GNC) is a nonprofit organization formed by virtue of Decree No. And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life’s inmost secret. Yet unless the exchange be in love and kindly justice, it will but lead some to greed and others to hunger. Only another winding will this stream make, only another murmur in this glade. And when the black thread breaks, the weaver shall look into the whole cloth, and he shall examine the loom also. But even in their foregoing is their pleasure. True it is that I have climbed the hills and walked in remote places. When you meet your friend on the roadside or in the market place, let the spirit in you move your lips and direct your tongue. You cannot erase it by burning your law books nor by washing the foreheads of your judges, though you pour the sea upon them. And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart; For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed. For often have I put my finger in my own wound that I might have the greater belief in you and the greater knowledge of you. He saw but the good in us.”. Like a giant oak tree covered with apple blossoms is the vast man in you. Topics. For it is he and not your god-self nor the pigmy in the mist, that knows crime and the punishment of crime. The mist that drifts away at dawn, leaving but dew in the fields, shall rise and gather into a cloud and then fall down in rain. If you are not a resident of the United States, You must check your own Countries Copyright Laws before you continue. And in beholding him that I beheld you and loved you. You who travel with the wind, what weather-vane shall direct your course? And if it is for your comfort to pour your darkness into space, it is also for your delight to pour forth the dawning of your heart. Have you remembrances, the glimmering arches that span the summits of the mind? me. But since you must kill to eat, and rob the newly born of its mother’s milk to quench your thirst, let it then be an act of worship. And in others it is a flat stream that loses itself in angles and bends and lingers before it reaches the shore. And what is it you guard with fastened doors? And these my mariners, who have heard the choir of the greater sea, they too have heard me patiently. What penalty lay you upon him who slays in the flesh yet is himself slain in the spirit? For self is a sea boundless and measureless. in the sky. Rather rise together with the giver on his gifts as on wings; For to be overmindful of your debt, is ito doubt his generosity who has the freehearted earth for mother, and God for father. Like the tempest she shakes the earth beneath us and the sky above us.”. Often have I heard you say, as if speaking in sleep, “He who works in marble, and finds the shape of his own soul in the stone, is nobler than Shipped with USPS Media Mail. bread for God’s sacred feast. What judgment pronounce you upon him who though honest in the flesh yet is a thief in spirit? Ay, in very truth, pleasure is a freedom-song. he who ploughs the soil. And it is yours to bring forth 82sweet music from it or confused sounds. For even as you have home-comings in your twilight, so has the wanderer in you, the ever distant and alone. And though heavy-grounded ships await the tide upon your shores, yet, even like an ocean, you cannot hasten your tides. the sea; And the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed to your eyes. And you who would understand justice, how shall you unless you look upon all deeds in the fullness of light? Much in you is still man, and much in you is not yet man. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Octavo, publisher's black cloth, spine and upper board gilt, upper board blindstamped, top edge stained yellow, original illustrated dust jacket. You may give them your love but not your thoughts. And the passionate say, “Nay, beauty is a thing of might and dread. You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance. And he heard their voices calling his name, and shouting from field to field telling one another of the coming of his ship. In the bosom of such as these the spirit dwells in rhythmic silence. You are good when you are fully awake in your speech. His teachings to them, discussing love, marriage, crime, freedom and law among many other aspects of everyday life, form the 26 poetic essays of Gibran's work. But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart’s knowledge. The freest song comes not through bars and wires. And slept in the portico of the temple when you would gladly have Yet you cannot lay remorse upon the innocent nor lift it from the heart of the guilty. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered. All your hours are wings that beat through space from self to self. We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us. The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can You are good when you are one with yourself. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance. And some of you have called me aloof, and drunk with my own aloneness. And though I have eaten berries among the hills when you would have had me sit at your board. Ay, and he falls for those ahead of him, who though faster and surer of foot, yet removed not the stumbling stone. And Almitra the seeress said, Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit that has spoken. good in pleasure from that which is not good?”. [15] It was already in the public domain in the European Union,[16] Canada,[17] Russia,[18] South Africa,[19] and Australia. His parents, Khalil Sa'd Gibran and Kamila Rahmeh, the daughter of a priest, were MaroniteChristians. It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear. But you do not see, nor do you hear, and it is well. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. There are those who give little of the much which they have—and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome. Verily you often make merry without knowing. Oftentimes have I heard you speak of one who commits a wrong as though he were not one of you, but a stranger unto you and an intruder upon your And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. And I say that life is indeed darkness ‘save when there is urge. Your thoughts and my words are waves from a sealed memory that keeps records of our yesterdays. But how shall I? Verily all things move within your being in constant half embrace, the desired and the dreaded, the repugnant and the cherished, the pursued and that which you would escape. But I say to you that when you work you fulfil a part of earth’s furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born. You work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth. [6], Though born a Maronite, Gibran was influenced not only by his own religion but also by Islam, and especially by the mysticism of the Sufis. Oftentimes in denying yourself pleasure you do but store the desire in the [6] The Gibran National Committee (GNC), in Bsharri, manages the Gibran Museum. And now you come in my awakening, which is my deeper dream. Who can spread his hours before him, saving, “This for God and this for myself; This for my soul, and this other for my body?”. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment. While you, heedless of its expansion, bewail the withering of your days. For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill? Pity that the stags cannot teach swiftness to the turtles. I would have them seek. But you who are strong and swift, see that you do not limp before the lame, deeming it kindness. Vague and nebulous is the beginning of all things, but not their end. I would not judge nor rebuke them. Almustafa, the chosen and the beloved, who was a dawn unto his own day, had waited twelve years in the city of Orphalese for his ship that was to return and bear him back to the isle of his birth. Yet you are not evil when you seek gain for yourself. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. A little longer shall your city walls separate your hearths from your fields. The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes The Prophet represents the height of Gibran’s literary career as he came to be noted as ‘the bard of Washington Street’. [11][12] Gibran was unable to sleep the night before meeting him in person to draw his portrait in April 1912 on the island of Manhattan. [8]:p55 Connections and parallels have also been made to William Blake's work,[9] as well as the theological ideas of Walt Whitman and Ralph Waldo Emerson such as reincarnation and the Over-soul. Would the valleys were your streets, and the green paths your alleys, that you might seek one another through vineyards, and come with the fragrance of the earth in your garments. For in truth it is life that gives unto life—while you, who deem yourself a giver, are but a witness.