Taken from, “A Tear And A Smile” by the pen of, “Khalil Jibran”.
I am dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by the God. Nature then takes me, to adorn her fields and
I am beautiful pearls, Plucked from the crown of Ishtar by the daughter of Dawn to embellish the gardens.
When I cry the hills laugh; When I humble myself the flowers rejoice; When I bow, all things are elated.
The field and the cloud are lovers And between them I am a messenger of mercy. I quench the thirst of one; I
cure the ailment of the other.
The voice of thunder declares my arrival; The rainbow announces my departure. I am like earthly life, Which begins at the feet of the mad elements And ends under the upraised wings of death.
I emerge from the heard of the sea Soar with the breeze. When…
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