Saturday, October 19, 2013

In the depth of my soul there is
A wordless song -- a song that lives
In the seed of my heart.
          . . . . .
It is a song composed by contemplation,
And published by silence,
And shunned by clamour,
And folded by truth,
And repeated by dreams,
And understood by love,
And hidden by awakening,
And sung by the soul.

-- Kahlil Gibran
(in The Treasury of Kahlil Gibran,
translated by Anthony Rizcallah Ferris,
edited by Martin L. Wolf)

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