And now it is evening.
And the seeress said, “Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit has spoken.”
And he answered ,
Was it I who spoke?
Was I not also a listener?
Then he descended the steps of the temple.
And he reached his ship and stood upon the deck.
And facing the people he raised his voice and said:
People of Orphalese, the wind bids me to leave you.Brief were my days among you, and briefer still the words I have spoken.
But should my voice fade in your ears, and my love vanish in your memory, then I will come again.
And with a richer heart and lips more yielding to the spirit will I speak.
Yea, I shall return with the tide,
And though death may hide me,yet again will I seek your under standing.
And not in vain will I seek.
If aught I have said is truth, that truth shall reveal itself in a clearer voice, and in more kin to your thoughts.
And if this day is not a fulfillment of your needs and my love, then let it be a promise till another day.
Know therefore, from the greater silence I shall return. Forget not that I shall come back to you. A little while , and my longing shall gather dust and foam for another body.
A little while , a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.
Farewell to you and the youth I have spent with you.
If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more, we shall speak again together and you shall sing to me a deeper song.
And if our hands should meet in another dream we shall build another tower in the sky.
So saying he made a signal to the seamen, and straightaway they weighed anchor and cast the ship loose from its moorings,and they moved eastward.
And a cry came from the people as from a single heart, and it rose into the dusk and was carried out over the sea like a great trumpeting.
Only Almitra was silent , gazing after the ship until it had vanished into the mist.
And when all the people dispersed she still stood alone upon the sea-wall, remembering in her heart his saying:
“A little while , a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.”
“From The Prophet”
Author , Kahlil Gibran
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