Repose …. Prologue – Gibran

September 18, 2022

On becoming, the first journey should/must be inside…and then, we can gain more from what comes from the outside…our beginning…the quality and characteristics of the attention we give ourselves…

Then said Almitra, to the prophet, Speak to us of Love…

And he raised his head and looked upon the

people, and there fell a stillness upon them.  And with

a great voice he said:

When love beckons to you, follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep,

And when his wings enfold you, yield to him,

Though the sword hidden among his pinions may

wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,

Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the

north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify

you.  Even as he is for your growth so is he for your

pruning.

Even as he ascends to your height and caresses

your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,

So shall he descend to your roots and shake them

in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

He threshes you to make you naked.

He sifts you to free you from your husks.

He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;

And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that

you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may

know the secrets of your heart, and in that

knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace

And love’s pleasure,

Then it is better for you that you cover your

nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor,

Into the season-less world where you shall laugh,

but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of

your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but

from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed:

For love is sufficient unto love,

When you love you should not say, “God is in my

heart, “but rather, “I am in the heart of God.”

And think not you can direct the course of love,

For love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let

these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its

melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give

thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s

ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in

your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

‘The Prophet’ – Kahlil Gibran

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