Where are you, my beloved? Are yo… Paradise, watering the flowers who… As infants look upon the breast of… Or are you in your chamber where t… Virtue has been placed in your hon…
I was here from the moment of the Beginning, and here I am still. A… I shall remain here until the end Of the world, for there is no Ending to my grief—stricken being.
A young man of strong body, weakened by hunger, sat on the walker’s portion of the street stretching his hand toward all who passed, begging and repeating his hand toward all who passed...
In the silence of the night Death descended from God toward the earth. He hovered above a city and pierced the dwellings with his eyes. He say the spirits floating on wings of dreams, a...
You give but little when you give… It is when you give of yourself th… For what are your possessions but… And tomorrow, what shall tomorrow… And what is fear of need but need…
The dark wings of night enfolded the city upon which Nature had spread a pure white garment of snow; and men deserted the streets for their houses in search of warmth, while the north w...
The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field. The stars appeared as broken remnants of lightning, but now silence prevailed...
The gold—hoarder walked in his palace park and with him walked his troubles. And over his head hovered worries as a vulture hovers over a carcass, until he reached a beautiful lake surr...
At the city gate and by your fires… Even as slaves humble themselves b… Ay, in the grove of the temple and… And my heart bled within me; for y… You shall be free indeed when your…
Upon a lonely mountain, there live… and loved one another. Now these two hermits had one eart… possession. One day an evil spirit entered int…
One hour devoted to the pursuit of… And Love is worth a full century… Given by the frightened weak to th… From that hour comes man’s Truth;… During that century Truth sleeps…
In the midst of the gardens and hills which connect the city of Beirut with Lebanon there is a small temple, very ancient, dug out of white rock, surrounded by olive, almond, and willow...
Build of your imaginings a bower i… For even as you have home—comings… Your house is your larger body. It grows in the sun and sleeps in… Would that I could gather your ho…
In the town where I was born live… walked in their sleep. One night, while silence enfolded… daughter, walking, yet asleep, met… And the mother spoke, and she said…
One day there passed by a company… And as he came near and saw that t… him not, he stopped. Then there arose in the midst of t… looked upon them and said, ‘Brethr…