I try to read through this once every six months for inspiration. Definately one of my favorite authors. Hope you enjoy
Khalil Gibran's "The Prophet"
A collection of stories and essays by: "Merilynna"
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Monkey, See
Monkey, monkey in the sky
How I wonder, wonder why
You're looking at this world below
Makes me think that you might now
Upon the stars and moons you climb
Spelling out an ancient rhyme
See no evil, Hear no evil, Speak no evil
I've been careful what I wished for,
I only wanted reason to your rhyme!
And now I come to Realize, lies lies...
Monkey, monkey in the sky,
How I wonder, wonder why.
Warm Nights of Summer Spent on the Edge of Infinity
I remember warm days in the summers of past.
Moreso, I remember warm nights of summer.
In the water, at the water's edge.
The water, the mirror of night.
I used to go there for a bit of time
to realize my dreams and hopes.
I'd look to the stars and then
I'd look to the sister stars
reflected in the water.
I would lay in the warm sands and perhaps wade
into the the water, and become a part of the night.
Shedding the skins of society,
and becoming a part of infinity,
for space is infinite, and time is held
within space making time infinite,
and in that water, infinity was reflected.
Like a serpent I would slither ever so silently,
deeper and deeper until I became a part of the night.
I gave myself to time and I felt
the energy of all those who had given
themselves over to time throughout the ages.
And when I looked up at the stars,
or down at the shimering water,
the light of it all reflected in me.
And I was so warm and free of worry and society.
But when I saw you,
I saw what I did not understand,
for you were of the land and I of the water.
You sparked my curiousity
and I wanted to be with you, my friend,
for I loved you. Thus, I parted
with the water of night.
And there I will return someday.
I'll Cry for you
A deep thinker
letting herself be dictated by society.
Shining bright eyes,
My source of propriety.
A strong willed girl,
A very pearl,
I'll cry for you.
I often watched her,
ever so trusting.
So very wise,
Foolishly Thrusting,
Into a maze
With a dull and dark haze
I'll cry for you.
Does your mind tinker
with ideas Unruly?
To your surprise,
I'll still love you truly
Always the best one,
My friend and Companion
I'll cry for you
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