Monday, March 26, 2012

Song of the Soul

Song of the Soul by Khalil Gibran

In the depth of my soul there is
A wordless song - a song that lives
In the seed of my heart.
It refuses to melt with ink on
Parchment; it engulfs my affection
In a transparent cloak and flows,
But not upon my lips.

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How can I sigh it? I fear it may
Mingle with earthly ether;
To whom shall I sing it? It dwells
In the house of my soul, in fear of
Harsh ears.

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When I look into my inner eyes
I see the shadow of its shadow;
When I touch my fingertips
I feel its vibrations.

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The deeds of my hands heed its
Presence as a lake must reflect
The glittering stars; my tears
Reveal it, as bright drops of dew
Reveal the secret of a withering rose.

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It is a song composed by contemplation,
And published by silence,
And shunned by clamor,
And folded by truth,
And repeated by dreams,
And understood by love,
And hidden by awakening,
And sung by the soul.

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It is the song of love;
What Cain or Esau could sing it?

It is more fragrant than jasmine;
What voice could enslave it?

It is heartbound, as a virgin's secret;
What string could quiver it?

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Who dares unite the roar of the sea
And the singing of the nightingale?
Who dares compare the shrieking tempest
To the sigh of an infant?
Who dares speak aloud the words
Intended for the heart to speak?
What human dares sing in voice
The song of God?

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This week I'm thankful for blessings #954-965.

♥ Tea outdoors in the warm sunshine.

♥ Sweet smelling flowers.

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♥ Tax refunds.
♥ Good friends.

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♥ A day of rest.
♥ Signs of Spring.

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♥ A weekend away for my son.
♥ Blossoms.

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♥ Hope.
♥ Sweet babies.

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♥ A foot that is healing.

and finally...

♥ A wordless song.

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