The Garden of the Prophet 
"part 4" 
by Gibran Khalil Gibran 


And on a morning as they walked in the Garden, there appeared before the gate a woman,
and it was Karima, she whom Almustafa had loved even as a sister in his boyhood. And she
stood without, asking nothing, nor knocking with her hand upon the gate, but only gazing with
longing and sadness into the Garden. 

And Almustafa saw the desire upon her eyelids, and with swift steps he came to the wall and
the gate and opened unto her, and she came in and was made welcome. 

And she spoke and said: 

"Wherefore have you withdrawn yourself from us altogether, that we may not live in the light
of your countenance? For behold, these many years have we loved you and waited with
longing for your safe return. And now the people cry for you and would have speech with you;
and I am their messenger come to beseech you that you will show yourself to the people, and
speak to them out of your wisdom, and comfort the broken of heart and instruct our
foolishness." 

And looking upon her, he said: 

"Call me not wise unless you call all men wise. A young fruit am I, still clinging to the branch,
and it was only yesterday that I was but a blossom. "And call none among you foolish, for in
truth we are neither wise nor foolish. We are green leaves upon the tree of life, and life itself
is beyond wisdom, and surely beyond foolishness. 

"And have I indeed withdrawn myself from you? Know you not that there is no distance save
that which the soul does not span in fancy? And when the soul shall span that distance, it
becomes a rhythm in the soul. 

"The space that lies between you and your near neighbour unbefriended is indeed greater
than that which lies between you and your beloved who dwells beyond seven lands and seven
seas. "For in remembrance there are no distances; and only in oblivion is there a gulf that
neither your voice nor your eye can abridge. 

"Between the shores of the oceans and the summit of the highest mountain there is a secret
road which you must needs travel ere you become one with the sons of earth. "And between
your knowledge and your understanding there is a secret path which you must needs discover
ere you become one with man, and therefore one with yourself. 

"Between your right hand that gives and your left hand that receives there is a great space.
Only by deeming them both giving and receiving can you bring them into spacelessness, for it
is only in knowing that you have naught to give and naught to receive that you can overcome
space. "Verily the vastest distance is that which lies between your sleep-vision and your
wakefulness; and between that which is but a deed and that which is a desire. 

"And there is still another road which you must needs travel ere you become one with Life.
But of that road I shall not speak now, seeing that you are weary already of travelling." 

Then he went forth with the woman, he and the nine, even unto the market-place, and he
spoke to the people, his friends and his neighbours, and there was joy in their hearts and upon
their eyelids. 

And he said: 

"You grow in sleep, and live your fuller life in you dreaming. For all your days are spent in
thanksgiving for that which you have received in the stillness of the night. "Oftentimes you
think and speak of night as the season of rest, yet in truth night is the season of seeking and
finding. 

"The day gives unto you the power of knowledge and teaches your fingers to become versed
in the art of receiving; but it is night that leads you to the treasure-house of Life. "The sun
teaches to all things that grow their longing for the light. But it is night that raises them to the
stars. 

"It is indeed the stillness of the night that weaves a wedding-veil over the trees in the forest,
and the flowers in the garden, and then spreads the lavish feast and makes ready the nuptial
chamber; and in that holy silence tomorrow is conceived in the womb of Time. 

'Thus it is with you, and thus, in seeking, you find meat and fulfillment. And though at dawn
your awakening erases the memory, the board of dreams is for ever spread, and the nuptial
chamber waiting." 

And he was silent for a space, and they also, awaiting his word. Then he spoke again, saying:
"You are spirits though you move in bodies; and like oil that burns in the dark, you are flames
though held in lamps. 

"If you were naught save bodies, then my standing before you and speaking unto you would
be but emptiness, even as the dead calling unto the dead. But this is not so. All that is
deathless in you is free unto the day and the night and cannot be housed nor fettered, for this
is the will of the Most High. You are His breath even as the wind that shall be neither caught
nor caged. And I also am the breath of His breath." 

And he went from their midst walking swiftly and entered again into the Garden. 

And Sarkis, he who was the half-doubter, spoke and said: "And what of ugliness, Master? You
speak never of ugliness." 

And Almustafa answered him; 

and there was a whip in his words, and he said: "My friend, what man shall call you
inhospitable if he shall pass by your house, yet would not knock at your door? "And who shall
deem you deaf and unmindful if he shall speak to you in a strange tongue of which you
understand nothing? 

"Is it not that which you have never striven to reach, into whose heart you have never desired
to enter, that you deem ugliness? "If ugliness is aught, indeed, it is but the scales upon our
eyes, and the wax filling our ears. "Call nothing ugly, my friend, save the fear of a soul in the
presence of its own memories."