Kahlil Gibran's The Prophet Page #2
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For they have
thoughts of their own
You may house their bodies,
not their souls
For their souls
dwell in a house of tomorrow
Which you cannot visit,
not even in your dreams
You may strive
To be like them
But seek not to
make them like you
For life goes not backward
Nor tarries with yesterday
You are the bows
from which your children
As living arrows
are sent forth
The archer sees the mark
upon the path of the infinite
And He bends
you with His might
That His arrows
may go swift and far
Let your bending in the
archer's hand be for gladness
For even as he
loves the arrow that flies
He loves
the bow that is stable
Let your bending in the
archer's hand be for gladness
For even as he
loves the arrow that flies
He loves
the bow that is stable
"For even as he loves
the arrow that flies
"So He loves also
the bow that is stable"
SERGEANTZ Haliml
OW! Ohh!
(DOOR cLosEs
Sergeant, to what
do I owe this honor?
I've come to inform you that you are
released from your confinement.
What? Released?
LAuGHs)
with music.
Released, released.
Mustafa!
You are released
on the condition
that you return
to your own country
and never again set
foot on Orphalese.
Oh.
If Halim is up to it...
Hmm!
...we will escort you to
your port of emigration.
Now.
What, now?
Oh.
Well, I'll help you pack up yourthings.
All your work.
No, you'll clean
up and then leave.
We will deal with his
personal effects later.
Sergeant, come on now.
Surely, there's time to gather...
You will come with us now.
Unless you want to remain locked
up here for another seven years.
Hmm-hmm.
Difficult decision,
that one.
Here is your final pay.
After today, your services
are no longer required.
I'm so sorry, Kamila.
I hope that you will find work soon.
Your visits have been a
bright spot in my time here.
Goodbye.
Thank you, Mustafa, for everything.
Ugh
And please say goodbye
to my new friend, Almitra.
I wish we had had more time.
What?
IVlmm.
Han
I should have known.
The silent thief.
You're developing quite the
reputation at the marketplace.
Don't think you're too young to spend
a few nights in jail, my friend.
Heh! And you, too!
OW!
Rat traps!
Haliml
(DOOR cLosEs
Almitra, no!
You heard the Sergeant.
We can't afford
any more trouble.
I know, I know.
I'm gonna miss him, too.
All right, I guess
Look! It's the poet!
Mustafa?
Is he free?
It's been so long.
Mustafa!
Have you been freed?
Where are they taking you?
To the harbor.
This is a happy day.
For all of you, of
course, but for me too!
I'm being released.
I'm going home.
Great!
Wonderful!
Then you mustjoin
us in celebrating!
Absolutely not!
We have a schedule to stick to.
Sergeant! You don't
like braised lamb shank?
All right. Five minutes, not
a moment longer!
Yes, yes, thank you.
Strike up the band.
We have two occasions to celebrate.
GIGGLING)
Kissing. That's all he knows.
Give her time to eat,
for heaven's sake.
IVlmm.
They're newlyweds.
That's what they're supposed to do, right?
Who knows? The last time
the Dead Sea
was only sick.
Enough.
Grandpa.
on.
Thank you.
I've missed this!
A toast to the
happy couple!
And for Mustafa!
To love and freedom!
To love and freedom!
To freedom!
Tolove?
Mustafa,
please, would you give a blessing
to my daughter's marriage?
It would be my honor.
"You were born together And
together you shall be forevermore
"You shall be together when The white
wings of death scatter your days
"Yes, you shall be together Even
in the silent memory of God
"But let there be spaces
In your togetherness
"And let the winds of the
"Love one another
But make not a bond of love
"Let it rather be
a moving sea
"Between the shores
of your souls
"Fill each ether's cup
But drink not from one cup
"Give one another
of your bread
"But eat not
from the same loaf
"Sing and dance
together and be joyous
"But let each
one of you be alone
"Even as the strings
of a lute are alone
"Though they quiver
with the same music
"Give your hearts But not
into each ether's keeping
"For only the hand of Life
Can contain your hearts
"And stand together
Yet not too near together
"For the pillars of
"And the oak tree
and the cypress
"Grow not in
each ether's shadow"
- Thank you, Mustafa.
- It was lovely.
My pleasure.
IVIUSTAFAZ Ha-ha!
LAuGHs)
I said
"five minutes."
And you've taken advantage
of my generosity.
- Let's go. Now!
- Oh!
Killjy
Goodbye, everybody.
And good luck to the two of you.
And thank you, Mustafa,
for our blessing.
Again
with the kissing.
Come here.
Goodbye, Mustafa.
Goodbye!
Ah! It's a beautiful
day for sailing.
If Mustafa sets foot
on that ship, I'll eat my fez!
Take care
of yourself.
Goodbye, good people.
Goodbye!
Safe journey!
Farewell!
My cake!
I'll stick with
the baklava
Those foolish peasants.
They hang on
your every word.
After all this time, they still
see you as their great leader.
With all due respect,
Sergeant,
they're neither
foolish nor peasants.
And I'm no leader.
What, then?
A teacher?
What is a teacher?
He can only lead you to the
threshold of your own mind.
We all stand alone in our
understanding, Sergeant.
You and I.
You hear that, Mustafa?
That's who the people are.
Sheep, waiting to be
led by the strongest...
OW!
GRoANs)
Are you, uh,
all right, sir?
Who did that?
Hmm?
Well, Sergeant,
the last word, sometimes.
Whoa!
Good boy.
Well,
ldid
Huh? Huh! Oh!
Huh?
Oh!
YOU see?
Mustafa?
MANI lt'S him.
Hurry.
Mustafa?
Mustafa.
Ooh!
Oh!
Ugh
GIGcaLEs
Oh!
Oh! HO! HO!
- Oh, my!
- Are you okay?
That was a close one.
It's all right, it's all right, I...
Oh, I am fine, thanks.
Welcome back.
Good to see you again.
- How's your wife?
- We missed you.
GIGcaLEs
How
are the children?
So big now you
wouldn't recognize them.
That's terrific.
So glad you're back.
Yes, yes, yes.
We're all pleased as punch
to see Mustafa again.
But it's time to get back to
whatever it is you people do.
That's right, Gramps
press themselves, are they?
You've important work to do.
Oh, no, sir.
than my sacks of olives.
Nonsense, my friend.
Oh! It's true, Mustafa.
I don't know how
I could have
gotten through that
terrible drought year
without your
words to reassure me.
Or us, when
our child was ill.
Or me, putting up
with my mother-in-law.
Truly, your work
means more than ours.
Oh, shut up!
Oh, dear,
let me help you.
My friend,
all work is noble.
"You work that
you may keep pace
"With the earth and
the soul of the earth
"For to be idle is to become
A stranger unto the seasons
"And to step out
of life 's procession
"That marches in majesty And proud
submission towards the infinite
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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