Khalil Gibran Poems on Light (18 Poems)

The Farewell (Khalil Gibran Poems)

And now it was evening.And Almitra the seeress said, “Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit that has spoken.”And he answered, Was it I who spoke? Was I not also a listener?Then he descended the steps of … Continue reading →

The Coming Of The Ship Chapter I (Khalil Gibran Poems)

Almustafa, the chosen and the beloved, who was a dawn onto 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. … Continue reading →

A Visit From Wisdom (Khalil Gibran Poems)

In the stillness of night Wisdom came and stoodBy my bed. She gazed upon me like a tender motherAnd wiped away my tears, and said : “I have heardThe cry of your spirit and I am come to comfort it.Open … Continue reading →

The Hymn Of Man (Khalil Gibran Poems)

I was,And I am.So shall I be to the end of time,For I am without end. I have cleft the vast spaces of the infinite, andTaken flight in the world of fantasy, and drawn nighTo the circle of light on … Continue reading →

On Death (Khalil Gibran Poems)

Then Almitra spoke, saying, “We would ask now of Death.”And he said:You would know the secret of death.But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the … Continue reading →

The Poet VIII (Khalil Gibran Poem)

He is a link between this and the coming world. He is A pure spring from which all thirsty souls may drink. He is a tree watered by the River of Beauty, bearing Fruit which the hungry heart craves; He … Continue reading →

The Farewell XXVIII (Khalil Gibran Poem)

And now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, “Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit that has spoken.” And he answered, Was it I who spoke? Was I not also a listener? Then he descended … Continue reading →

The Palace and the Hut XXIX (Khalil Gibran Poem)

Part One As night fell and the light glittered in the great house, the servants stood at the massive door awaiting the coming of the guests; and upon their velvet garments shown golden buttons. The magnificent carriages drew into the … Continue reading →

The Beauty of Death XIV (Khalil Gibran Poem)

Part One – The Calling Let me sleep, for my soul is intoxicated with love and Let me rest, for my spirit has had its bounty of days and nights; Light the candles and burn the incense around my bed, … Continue reading →

The Creation I (Khalil Gibran Poem)

The God separated a spirit from Himself and fashioned it into Beauty. He showered upon her all the blessings of gracefulness and kindness. He gave her the cup of happiness and said, “Drink not from this cup unless you forget … Continue reading →