The wisdom of Kahlil Gibran
Part one : The Coming of The Ship
“The sea that calls all things unto her calls me, and I must embark.
For to stay, though the hours burn in the night, is to freeze and crystalize and be bound in a mould.
Fain would I take with me all that is here. But how shall I?
A voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that gave it wings. Alone must it seek the ether.
And alone and without his nest shall the eagle fly across the sun.”
Even though we may seek to maintain positive circumstances, we are not, by our nature, stationary creatures.
For a time we may be like trees and plants, stationed and rooted to an extent, yet we ourselves are not rooted into the earth, firmly bound by soil.
We are travelers; pilgrims and explorers of a vast planet on which there are infinite unknowns.
Whereas the plant grows in its place, we must depart from our place to grow.
The boat in the harbour is tied to what keeps it in place, but if it’s to ever sail in the wind, it must leave that waveless, windless harbour in its shadow.
the sailor who reaches the mountains must abandon his boat at the shore should he ever hope to mount the summit.
What were once our greatest tools may soon become our greatest shackles lest we learn the art of parting ways.
In taking a breath, we must also let it go to receive life in return.
Let us not live as caterpillars, remaining asleep in a chrysalis so as to never fly above flowering fields.
it’s only when the constraints of its own seed are severed that a tree can spread its branches into the heavens.
life awaits us the moment we learn to set ourselves free from our impulse to cling to it.
