Khalil Gibran

(January 6, 1883 – April 10, 1931 / Bsharri)

A Lover's Call XXVII


Where are you, my beloved? Are you in that little
Paradise, watering the flowers who look upon you
As infants look upon the breast of their mothers?


Or are you in your chamber where the shrine of
Virtue has been placed in your honor, and upon
Which you offer my heart and soul as sacrifice?


Or amongst the books, seeking human knowledge,
While you are replete with heavenly wisdom?


Oh companion of my soul, where are you? Are you
Praying in the temple? Or calling Nature in the
Field, haven of your dreams?


Are you in the huts of the poor, consoling the
Broken-hearted with the sweetness of your soul, and
Filling their hands with your bounty?


You are God's spirit everywhere;
You are stronger than the ages.


Do you have memory of the day we met, when the halo of
You spirit surrounded us, and the Angels of Love
Floated about, singing the praise of the soul's deed?


Do you recollect our sitting in the shade of the
Branches, sheltering ourselves from Humanity, as the ribs
Protect the divine secret of the heart from injury?


Remember you the trails and forest we walked, with hands
Joined, and our heads leaning against each other, as if
We were hiding ourselves within ourselves?


Recall you the hour I bade you farewell,
And the Maritime kiss you placed on my lips?
That kiss taught me that joining of lips in Love
Reveals heavenly secrets which the tongue cannot utter!


That kiss was introduction to a great sigh,
Like the Almighty's breath that turned earth into man.


That sigh led my way into the spiritual world,
Announcing the glory of my soul; and there
It shall perpetuate until again we meet.


I remember when you kissed me and kissed me,
With tears coursing your cheeks, and you said,
"Earthly bodies must often separate for earthly purpose,
And must live apart impelled by worldly intent.


"But the spirit remains joined safely in the hands of
Love, until death arrives and takes joined souls to God.


"Go, my beloved; Love has chosen you her delegate;
Over her, for she is Beauty who offers to her follower
The cup of the sweetness of life.
As for my own empty arms, your love shall remain my
Comforting groom; you memory, my Eternal wedding."


Where are you now, my other self? Are you awake in
The silence of the night? Let the clean breeze convey
To you my heart's every beat and affection.


Are you fondling my face in your memory? That image
Is no longer my own, for Sorrow has dropped his
Shadow on my happy countenance of the past.


Sobs have withered my eyes which reflected your beauty
And dried my lips which you sweetened with kisses.


Where are you, my beloved? Do you hear my weeping
From beyond the ocean? Do you understand my need?
Do you know the greatness of my patience?


Is there any spirit in the air capable of conveying
To you the breath of this dying youth? Is there any
Secret communication between angels that will carry to
You my complaint?


Where are you, my beautiful star? The obscurity of life
Has cast me upon its bosom; sorrow has conquered me.


Sail your smile into the air; it will reach and enliven me!
Breathe your fragrance into the air; it will sustain me!


Where are you, me beloved?
Oh, how great is Love!
And how little am I!

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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  • Philip Jose (6/22/2011 9:16:00 AM)

    i wish i could taste the sweetness of love, but from that festival of nectar, i'm an outcaste (Report) Reply

  • Sylva Portoian (5/26/2010 3:52:00 PM)

    Gibran has a Strong Soul
    That jetted from east to west
    And will continue to jet
    To clear many clouds in the Western skies
    In spite being not his mother’s tongue.

    How about if your read
    His verses of His mother’s langue…
    That will keep you sharing his soulfulness
    With Him in his phrases,
    That He filled amazingly long before
    He left the Eastern paradise. (Report) Reply

  • Brandon Martin (11/18/2009 12:18:00 PM)

    this is the most warm-hearting poem i have ever read... it's honestly just a love letter. One of my favorite poems in my life time (Report) Reply

  • Little Hatila ;) (10/14/2009 12:52:00 AM)

    such a sweet poem, full of longings....
    thank you my sweet love for letting me know about this beautiful poem, i think it was written by you to me...i love you so much...

    Hati (Report) Reply

  • Tia Maria (9/16/2009 3:41:00 AM)

    As Kahlil also said - Reason & Passion... the rudder & sails of seafaring soul... so...
    Sail your smile into the air; it will reach and enliven me!
    Breathe your fragrance into the air; it will sustain me!
    Where are you, me beloved?
    Oh, how great is Love!
    And how little am I! (Report) Reply

  • Tiny Dancer (2/3/2009 9:29:00 AM)

    This one is my favorite. I have found three of his books so far and they spell his name Kahlil Gibran instead of Khalil Gibran. I wasn't really into poetry until I discovered Gibran's writings. Now I'm in love and becoming quickly addicted. (Report) Reply

  • Rosma Majeed (12/21/2006 8:09:00 PM)

    This poem really touched my feeling for I do love someone and I am very sure he loves me too just that I know he will never admit it. (Report) Reply

  • Anna Kelly (12/12/2006 7:44:00 AM)

    This poem truly touched my soul and gave me goosebumps. Ahh, such bitter-sweet yearning... (Report) Reply

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