rI was in my 2nd year at Senior High School when I first met with Kahlil Gibran Spiritual Inspiration book "The Prophet".
I remembered the sensation that I had encountered when I was reading his word about Love, Marriage, Children, Friendship, Joy and Sorrow.
I remembered I had broght Kahlil Gibran's book to school and had disscussed it with my best friend, who had died long time ago.
How both of us had admired his thought about Life, admired the word that he had used to explained every moment of life.
I was not a teenager anymore now, in fact, I'm a mother of 2 beautiful daughters, who had changed her professional life to become an entrepreneur, who had changed her title from "a career woman" to "a mother".
A woman who had travelled within every fragment in her life that GOD has given to her.
A woman who adore Kahlil Gibran's thought about Marriage.
A thought that still difficult to follow in today's century. Especially in the tradition where wife is belonging to her husband, where the owner of a wife is a husband, where the last word should come from the husband...
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right, I don't know. I am still searching for the answer of Kahlil Gibran's thought ....
The thought that I quote :
...You were born together, and together you shall be for evermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of deatch scatter your days.
Aye, 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 heavens dance between you.
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 other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bead 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 you hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together.
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow...