Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Kahlil's Autumn

Something perfect from my buddy Kahlil...and I can't get over these silhouettes anyway, so here you are:


Autumn

Let us go and gather grapes in the vineyard
For the winepress, and keep the wine in old
Vases, as the spirit keeps Knowledge of the
Ages in eternal vessels.
Let us return to our dwelling, for the wind has
Caused the yellow leaves to fall and shroud the
Withering flowers that whisper elegy to Summer.
Come home, my eternal sweetheart, for the birds
Have made pilgrimage to warmth and lest the chilled
Prairies suffering pangs of solitude. The jasmine
And myrtle have no more tears.
Let us retreat, for the tired brook has
Ceased its song; and the bubblesome springs
Are drained of their copious weeping; and
Their cautious old hills have stored away
Their colorful garments.
Come, my beloved; Nature is justly weary
And is bidding her enthusiasm farewell
With quiet and contented melody.

~Kahlil Gibran ~

2 comments:

Jesska said...

That is a wonderful poem...how wonderful it enhances your pictures! :)

katiebird said...

Isn't it though! Kahlil Gibran is my most favorite philosopher-poet. I just can't seem to get enough of his words.