Topic: Khalil Gibran

[ellenmoksha]

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.

~Khalil Gibran

[mayflow]

A poet is a bird of unearthly excellence, who escapes from his celestial realm arrives in this world warbling. If we do not cherish him, he spreads his wings and flies back into his homeland.
~Kahlil Gibran

Mayflow's comment: Not to worry about the poets. They are like the Phoenix birds who can arise from their own ashes. Heh, it's hard to kill a dead bird...

and never halt, for advancing is perfection. Advance and do not fear the thorns in the path, for they draw only corrupt blood.
~Kahlil Gibran

Mayflow's comment: You really have no other choice but to advance or retreat and retreat is for cowards. (Actually, that may have been MTyler speakin' there)
 

[ellenmoksha]

MTyler, ROTFL! Hey, that's cool. Or could do a Tyflow. That'd be a good one, too!!!!