By: Kahlil Gibran (part of) The Prophet's Garden)
Translated by: Maksim Rakipaj
His heart trembled with longing, and he said: "Life is more ancient than any living thing; even beauty had wings before it descended to the earth, even truth was true before it was uttered."
"Life sings in our silence, dreams in our sleep. Even when we are on the ground, and exhausted, Life sits enthroned and high above. Even when we cry, Life smiles at the day, It is free even when we are dragged with chains.
Life often speaks harshly and curses us, but only when we ourselves are black and desolate. And we seem empty and vain to Her, but only when our soul wanders and wanders in deserted places and our heart is drunk with its own conceit.
"Deep, high, far is Life; and though your eyes or feet cannot grasp it, yet you have It near; and though but the breath of your breath goes into Its heart, the shadow of your shadow passes over Its face, the echo of your faintest call becomes spring and autumn in Its bosom.
“Life stands veiled and hidden, when you yourself, most veiled and hidden, stand. And when Life speaks, all winds become words; and when She speaks again, the smile on your lips and the tears in your eyes become words. When Life sings, the deaf stand and listen; When She walks, the blind see and marvel after themselves.”
When he stopped speaking, a deep silence enveloped humanity, and in that silence a song unheard before was heard by even those comforted in their loneliness and pain.
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Read also from Kahlil Gibran:
- The most beautiful name: My mother
- Woe to that nation that has the fox as its leader, the magician as its philosopher, and Laramans and imitators as its artists.
- You have your Lebanon, I have mine
- Martyrs of the law of man
- The people and the tyranny...
