I slept on the bed
of a poet, Gibran
and there fell a poem
into my head
like a song…
“One day you will ask me
which is more important?
My life or yours?
I will say mine
and you will walk away
not knowing
that you are my life.”
I slept on the bed
of a poet, Gibran
and my dreams were filled
in my heart was a song
a longing so sweet
a desire too strong
till the museum guard came
and moved me along
Jul 10, 2021
Jul 10, 2021 at 6:21 AM UTC
I slept on the bed
of a poet, Gibran
and there fell a poem
into my head
like a song…
“One day you will ask me
which is more important?
My life or yours?
I will say mine
and you will walk away
not knowing
that you are my life.”
I slept on the bed
of a poet, Gibran
and my dreams were filled
in my heart was a song
a longing so sweet
a desire too strong
till the museum guard came
and moved me along
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Note: Kahlil Gibran pronounced Jibron in Arabic
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