And a youth said, 'Speak to us of Friendship.'
Your friend is your needs answered.
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.
When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the 'nay' in your own mind, nor do you withhold the 'ay.'
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.
And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
I do like Gibran poems as far as they are not preaching! his poem: Give me a flute and sing. is a fine work of poem . poem is something different from preaching and orating wisdom!
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill? Seek him always with hours to live. Seek him always with hours to live., I love this line, we must remember to treasure our friends!
i love this poem i, i learned about this when i was still in college thorugh my english instructor. i've the true value of friendship
i love his work, this was the first poem i came across of his when i was 10...
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain. And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught. great great great write 10+++++++++++++++++++++++
excellent expression of friendship- He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving // its life like Yeah, the friend is the field of mind, the yard of happiness, the world of every out and in spoken thoughts that a loving mentality always be grateful to its all activities out of harm.
This is s wonderful, incitefull poem. When we find this it must be valued.
may be i learnt reading so that i read Khalil Gibran.these verses are lightening in the silent overcast sky of life.Thunder heard is only its echo in our minds.....