guysss~
i'm back~ LOL~!
yahuuuww~ i found Khalil Gibran's Broken Wings~
aaaargh i Loooooooove this story so much~!
have you read it??
if not, go read it lol~
the story was very sad i think, a very heartbreaking story but i like how the characters felt the love, how they expressed it, how they'd suffered, the words they'd said, and all.
it's a very beautiful pieces from Gibran.
some of my favorite lines are,
Those whom love has not given wings cannot fly the cloud of appearances to see the magic world in which Selma's(*) spirit and mine existed together in that sorrowfully happy hour. Those whom Love has not chosen as followers do not hear when Love calls. This story is not for them.
(* selma is one of the main character in this piece)
i'll give you some passage from the story which i love :
Silence prevailed for a moment, and Selma continued, "But, is it now that Life will tear us apart so that you may attain the glory of a man and I the duty of a woman? Is it for this that the valley swallows the song of the nightingale in its depths, and the wind scatters the petals of the rose, and the feet tread upon the wind cup? Were all those nights we spent in the moonlight by the jasmine tree, where our souls united, in vain? Did we fly swiftly toward the stars until our wings tired, and are we descending now into the abyss? Or was Love asleep when he came to us, and did he, when he woke, become angry and decide to punish us? Or did our spirits turn the nights' breeze into a wind that tore us to pieces and blew us like dust to the depth of the valley? We disobeyed no commandment, nor did we taste of forbidden fruit, so what is making us leave this paradise? We never conspired or practised mutiny, then why are we descending to hell? No, no, the moments which united us are greater than centuries, and the light that illuminated our spirits is stronger than the dark; and if the tempest separates us on this rough ocean, the waves will unite us on the calm shore; and if this life kills us, death will unite us. A woman's heart will change with time or season; even if it dies eternally, it will never perish. A woman's heart is like a field turned into a battleground; after the trees are uprooted and the grass is burned and the rocks are reddened with blood and the earth is planted with bones and skulls, it is calm and silent as if nothing has happened; for the spring and autumn come at their intervals and resume their work.
And now, my beloved, what shall we do? How shall we part and when shall we meet? Shall we consider love a strange visitor who came in the evening and left us in the morning? Or shall we suppose this affection a dream that came in our sleep and departed when we awoke?
Shall we consider this week an hour of intoxication to be replaced by soberness? Raise your head and let me look at you, my beloved; open your lips and let me hear your voice. Speak to me! Will you remember me after this tempest has sunk the ship of our love? Will you hear the whispering of my wings in the silence of the night? Will you hear my spirit fluttering over you? Will you listen to my sighs? Will you see my shadow approach with the shadows of dusk and disappear with the flush of dawn? Tell me, my beloved, what will you be after having been magic ray to my eyes, sweet song to my ears, and wings to my soul? What will you be?"
Learning these words, my heart melted, and I answered her, " I will be as you want me to be, my beloved."
Then she said, " I want you to love me as a poet loves his sorrowful thoughts. I want you to remember me as a traveller remembers a calm pool in which his image was reflected as he drank its water. I want you to remember me as a mother remember her child that died before it saw the light, and I want you to remember me as a merciful king remembers a prisoner who died before his pardon reached him. I want you to be my companion, and I want you to visit my father and console him in his solitude because I shall be leaving him soon and shall be a stranger to him.
I answered her, saying, " I will do all you have said and will make my soul an envelope for your soul, and my heart a residence for your beauty and my breast a grave for your sorrows. I shall love you , Selma, as the prairies love the spring, and I shall live in you in the life of a flower under the sun's rays. I shall sing your name as the valley sings the echo of the bells of the village churches; I shall listen to the language of your soul as the shore listens to the story of the waves. I shall remember you as a stranger remembers his beloved country, and as a hungry man remembers a banquet, and as a dethroned king remembers the days of his glory, and as a prisoner remembers the hours of ease and freedom. I shall remember you as a sower remembers the bundles of wheat on his threshing flour, and as a shepherd remembers the green prairies the sweet brooks."
aaaahhh~
such a beautiful love story~
i know some people think it's hard to understand Gibran's book.
yet, i do think so too, for some story.
you need the mood to read them i think..
once you're in the mood, you'll understand it clearly.
but for this story, i recommend you~! kkkk~
hoookeydokeeeyy~
better go to sleep REALLY now~ lol~
aaah before i go,
i want to write something bout one of the person i like..
i read her blog just before,
and i read that she's been through a very hard time..
so, i just want to say that,
i pray for her happiness,
she seems like a nice person ^^
a very tough one too...and cheerful~ hehe~
it's nice to read her blog also, cause sometimes she posted funny stuff lol~
i hope she'll open up to her closest friend and tell them all her problems,
cause it's no good to keep them by yourself, it'll getting worse you know,
i mean your feeling. i know it's hard to open up sometimes, but it'll make you lighter than before,
so dont keep it all yourself for too long ^^ that's what i believe.
but everybody has their own way to face their problem right? so..i'll just pray for your happiness then ^^. remember,
everything's happen for a reason~
aaahhh shit. i'm being such a busybody right now, aargh cant help it~!
Me and My big mouth.
i'm sorry~
okay i'm off now, for real..kkkkk~
BYE~!
Written by; ♥chika chan ^.~♥
