Song Of The Rain VII (Khalil Gibran Poems)
I am dotted silver threads dropped from heavenBy the gods. Nature then takes me, to adornHer fields and valleys.I am ...
I am dotted silver threads dropped from heavenBy the gods. Nature then takes me, to adornHer fields and valleys.I am ...
A young man of strong body, weakened by hunger, sat on the walker's portion of the street stretching his hand ...
The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field. The ...
One heavy day I ran away from the grim face of society and the dizzying clamor of the city and ...
The dark wings of night enfolded the city upon which Nature had spread a pure white garment of snow; and ...
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