I will not exchange my sorrow
For the pleasure of the crowds.
And I do not have tears that make sadness
Flowing from every part I turned into laughter.
I will live my life remains a tear and a smile.
Tears to purify my heart and give me understanding
About the secrets of life and hidden things.
A smile to attract me approached children of my kind and
Being a symbol of glorification of my gods.
Tears to unite me with a broken heart;
A smile became a sign of my excitement.
I prefer that I die in longing and longing than I live with tired and despair.
I want the hunger for love and beauty to be on
The depth of my spirit,
Because I have seen people who satisfy the most unfortunate people.
I have heard the sighs of those longing and longing, and this is sweeter than the sweetest melody.
With the coming of the evening the flower folds its petals
And sleep, embrace the longing.
In the morning he opened his lips to meet
With a sun kiss.
The life of flowers is longing and fulfillment.
Tears and a smile.
The sea water becomes steam and up and coming
Shared and cloud areas.
And clouds float on hills and valleys
Until it reaches a gentle breeze, then fall
To the fields and join the rivers and streams to return to the sea, his home.
Cloud life is separation and encounter.
Tears and a smile.
Likewise the spirit becomes separated from
A greater passion for moving in the material world
And pass as a cloud over the hill of sorrow
And the plain of joy to meet the wind of death
And back where it came from.
To the ocean of Love and Beauty - to God.
poem by Khalil Gibran
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