Em sua relativamente curta, porém, prolífica existência, Khalil Gibran produziu obras literárias marcadas pelo misticismo oriental, que alcançou popularidade em todo o mundo. Em suas obras, trata de temas como o amor, a amizade, a morte e a natureza, entre outros. 'O Profeta', 'O Louco' e 'A Procissão' são três obras que se propõem a trazer ensinamentos do princípio ao fim.Este livro traz os textos integrais.
Em sua relativamente curta, porém, prolífica existência, Khalil Gibran produziu obras literárias marcadas pelo misticismo oriental, que alcançou popularidade em todo o mundo.
A great selection of parables, stories, and poems of Khalil Gibran. A book full of emotion, poetry and spiritual comfort that has touched hearts around the world.
A great selection of parables, stories, and poems of Khalil Gibran. A book full of emotion, poetry and spiritual comfort that has touched hearts around the world.
Your Lebanon is an arena for men from the West and men from the East. My Lebanon is a flock of birds fluttering in the early morning as shepherds lead their sheep into the meadows and rising in the evening as farmers return from their fields and vineyards. You have your Lebanon and its people. I have my Lebanon and its people. Yours are those whose souls were born in the hospitals of the West; they are as a ship without rudder or sail upon a raging sea . . . . They are strong and eloquent among themselves but weak and dumb among Europeans. They are brave, the liberators and the reformers, but only in their own area. But they are the cowards, always led backward by the Europeans. They are those who croak like frogs boasting that they have rid themselves of their ancient, tyrannical enemy, but the truth of the matter is that this tyrannical enemy still hides within their own souls. They are the slaves for whom time had exchanged rusty chains for shiny ones so that they thought themselves free. These are the children of your Lebanon. Is there anyone among them who represents the strength of the towering rocks of Lebanon, the purity of its water or the fragrance of its air? Who among them vouchsafes to say, "When I die I leave my country little better than when I was born?"
They are the slaves for whom time had exchanged rusty chains for shiny ones so that they thought themselves free. These are the children of your Lebanon.
Sheik Abbas was looked upon as a prince by the people of a solitary village in North Lebanon. His mansion stood in the midst of those poor villagers' huts like a healthy giant amidst the sickly dwarfs. He lived amid luxury while they pursued an existence of penury. They obeyed him and bowed reverently before him as he spoke to them. It seemed as though the power of mind had appointed him its official interpreter and spokesman. His anger would make them tremble and scatter like autumn leaves before a strong wind. If he were to slap one's face, it would be heresy on the individual's part to move or lift his head or make any attempt to discover why the blow had come. If he smiled at a man, the villagers would consider the person thus honoured as the most fortunate. The people's fear and surrender to Sheik Abbas were not due to weakness; however, their poverty and need of him had brought about this state of continual humiliation. Even the huts they lived in and the fields they cultivated were owned by Sheik Abbas who had inherited them from his ancestors.
Sheik Abbas was looked upon as a prince by the people of a solitary village in North Lebanon.
