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Song of the Soul

In the depth of my soul there is A wordless song - a song that lives In the seed of my heart. It refuses to melt with ink on Parchment; it engulfs my affection In a transparent cloak and flows, But not upon my lips.
How can I sigh it? I fear it may Mingle with earthly ether; To whom shall I sing it? It dwells In the house of my soul, in fear of Harsh ears.
When I look into my inner eyes I see the shadow of its shadow; When I touch my fingertips I feel its vibrations.

The deeds of my hands heed its Presence as a lake must reflect
The glittering stars; my tears Reveal it, as bright drops of dew
Reveal the secret of a withering rose.
It is a song composed by contemplation, And published by silence, And shunned by clamor, And folded by truth, And repeated by dreams, And understood by love, And hidden by awakening, And sung by the soul.
It is the song of love; What Cain or Esau could sing it?
It is more fragrant than jasmine; What voice could enslave it?
It is heartbound, as a virgin's secret; What string could quiver it?
Who dares unite the roar of the sea And the singing of the nightingale? Who dares compare the shrieking tempest To the sigh of an infant? Who dares speak aloud the words Intended for the heart to speak? What human dares sing in voice The song of God?

 

- Khalil Gibran

Song of the Soul

In the depth of my soul there is A wordless song - a song that lives In the seed of my heart. It refuses to melt with ink on Parchment; it engulfs my affection In a transparent cloak and flows, But not upon my lips.
How can I sigh it? I fear it may Mingle with earthly ether; To whom shall I sing it? It dwells In the house of my soul, in fear of Harsh ears.
When I look into my inner eyes I see the shadow of its shadow; When I touch my fingertips I feel its vibrations.

The deeds of my hands heed its Presence as a lake must reflect
The glittering stars; my tears Reveal it, as bright drops of dew
Reveal the secret of a withering rose.
It is a song composed by contemplation, And published by silence, And shunned by clamor, And folded by truth, And repeated by dreams, And understood by love, And hidden by awakening, And sung by the soul.
It is the song of love; What Cain or Esau could sing it?
It is more fragrant than jasmine; What voice could enslave it?
It is heartbound, as a virgin's secret; What string could quiver it?
Who dares unite the roar of the sea And the singing of the nightingale? Who dares compare the shrieking tempest To the sigh of an infant? Who dares speak aloud the words Intended for the heart to speak? What human dares sing in voice The song of God?

 

- Khalil Gibran

comments (10)

  • SAVO
  • United Kingdom
  • 29 Aug 2011, 01:26
I really really like this. Top draw!
Kay: Thank you, SAVO! smile This really helps my day go better!
Beautiful image- a graceful silhouette!
Kay: Hi Elizabeth, thank you so much for your lovely compliment!
  • Ginnie
  • Netherlands
  • 29 Aug 2011, 06:05
This is wonderful, Kay...all of it! I love the words of Khalil Gibran.
Kay: Thank you, Ginnie! smile Hope you and Astrid are having a wonderful Summer!
  • Astrid
  • Netherlands
  • 29 Aug 2011, 07:24
Wonderful silhouette, wonderful DOF, amazing that you could capture this little fella, sitting still.
Great picture.
Kay: Thank you Astrid smile This little bird was very still for me, could not believe it! Was sitting next to him in the car too.
This is a nice way to start the week Kay
Kay: Thank you Bill! I hope it works well for all of us!
  • Chris
  • England
  • 29 Aug 2011, 08:51
These are fine words to accompany your picture Kay
Kay: Thank you, Chris!
  • Louis
  • South Africa
  • 29 Aug 2011, 09:52
To break out, chanting the glory of all creation around you. Like a bird, not holding back.
Kay: We should all be doing as such, right Louis? No grumpy grumps allowed!
  • vintage
  • Thailand
  • 29 Aug 2011, 11:09
I like this very much
Kay: Thank you, Vintage!
Love the shot and great words to go with it
Kay: Thank you so much!
What a lovely silouhette Kay, matched only by the words.

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