Friendship |
And a youth said, Speak of Friendship. |
And he answered, saying: |
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 the absence, as the mountain |
to the climber is clearer from the plain. |
And let there be no purpose in friend- |
ship save the deepening of the spirit. |
For love that seeks aught but the dis- |
closure of its own mystery is not love |
but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable |
is caught. |
And let your best friend be 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. |
The Prophet |
By |
Kahlil Gibran |
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