Saturdays Snapshot

Posted on Saturday, October 14, 2006 at 11:45

Song of the Flower

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.

At dawn I unite with the breeze

To announce the coming of light;

At eventide I join the birds

In bidding the light farewell.

The plains are decorated with

My beautiful colors, and the air

Is scented with my fragrance.

As I embrace the slumber the eyes of

Night watch over me, and as I

Awaken I stare at the sun which is

The only eye of the day.

I drink dew for wine, and hearken to

The voices of birds, and dance

To the rhythmic swaying of the grass.

I am the lover's gift; I am the wedding wreath;

I am the memory of a moment of happiness;

I am the last gift of the living to the dead;

I am part of joy and part of sorrow.

But I look up high to see only the light,

And never look down to see my shadow.

This is the wisdom that man must learn.

~ Khalil Gibran ~

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Posted by Andrea on Tuesday, October 17, 2006 at 09:39 - Link

What a BEAUTIFUL poem!!!!! Thank you for touching my day with it! *hugs*

Love~ Andrea