| I am a kind word uttered and repeated By the voice of Nature; I am a star fallen from the Blue tent upon the green carpet. I am the daughter of the elements With whom Winter conceived; To whom Spring gave birth; I was Reared in the lap of Summer and I Slept in the bed of Autumn. |
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At dawn I unite with the breeze |
| The plains are decorated with My beautiful colors, and the air Is scented with my fragrance. |
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As I embrace Slumber the eyes of
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| I drink dew for wine, and hearken to The voices of the birds, and dance To the rhythmic swaying of the grass. |
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I am the lover’s gift; I am the wedding wreath; |
| But I look up high to see only the light, And never look down to see my shadow. This is wisdom which man must learn. |
– Poem by Khalil Gibran
I liked the poem, thought I really do not concur with the poet on the last para
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