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The Earth Gods

Kahlil Gibran

The Earth Gods

Kahlil Gibran

The Earth Gods

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The Earth Gods

Kahlil Gibran

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This eBook was produced by: Stuart kidd Original file Courtesy of Kahlil Gibran Online−−www.kahlil.org When the night of the twelfth aeon fell, And silence, the high tide of night, swallowed the hills, The three earth−born gods, the Master Titans of life, Appeared upon the mountains.

Rivers ran about their feet;

The mist floated across their breasts, And their heads rose in majesty above the world.

Then they spoke, and like distant thunder Their voices rolled over the plains.

FIRST GOD

The wind blows eastward;

I would turn my face to the south, For the wind crowds my nostrils with the odours of dead things.

SECOND GOD

It is the scent of burnt flesh, sweet and bountiful.

I would breathe it.

FIRST GOD

It is the odour of mortality parching upon its own faint flame.

Heavily does it hang upon the air, And like foul breath of the pit

It offends my senses.

I would turn my face to the scentless north.

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SECOND GOD

It is the inflamed fragrance of brooding life This I would breathe now and forever.

Gods live upon sacrifice,

Their thirst quenched by blood,

Their hearts appeased with young souls, Their sinews strengthened by the deathless sighs Of those who dwell with death;

Their thrones are built upon the ashes of generations.

FIRST GOD

Weary is my spirit of all there is.

I would not move a hand to create a world Nor to erase one.

I would not live could I but die, For the weight of aeons is upon me, And the ceaseless moan of the seas exhausts my sleep.

Could I but lose the primal aim

And vanish like a wasted sun;

Could I but strip my divinity of its purpose And breathe my immortality into space, And be no more;

Could I but be consumed and pass from time’s memory Into the emptiness of nowhere!

THIRD GOD

Listen my brothers, my ancient brothers.

A youth in yonder vale

Is singing his heart to the night.

His lyre is gold and ebony.

His voice is silver and gold.

SECOND GOD

I would not be so vain as to be no more.

I could not but choose the hardest way; To follow the seasons and support the majesty of the years; To sow the seed and to watch it thrust through the soil; To call the flower from its hiding place And give it strength to nestle its own life, And then to pluck it when the storm laughs in the forest; To raise man from secret darkness, Yet keep his roots clinging to the earth; To give him thirst for life, and make death his cupbearer; To endow him with love that waxeth with pain, The Earth Gods

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And exalts with desire, and increases with longing, And fadeth away with the first embrace; To girdle his nights with dreams of higher days, And infuse his days with visions of blissful nights, And yet to confine his days and his nights To their immutable resemblance;

To make his fancy like the eagle of the mountain, And his thought as the tempests of the seas, And yet to give him hands slow in decision, And feet heavy with deliberation; To give him gladness that he may sing before us, And sorrow that he may call unto us, And then to lay him low,

When the earth in her hunger cries for food; To raise his soul high above the firmament That he may foretaste our tomorrow, And to keep his body grovelling in the mire That he may not forget his yesterday.

Thus shall we rule man unto the end of time, Governing the breath that began with his mother’s crying, And ends with the lamentation of his children.

FIRST GOD

My heart thirsts, yet I would not drink the faint blood of a feeble race,

For the cup is tainted, and the vintage therein is bitter to my mouth.

Like thee I have kneaded the clay and fashioned it to breathing forms That crept out of my dripping fingers unto the marshes and the hills.

Like thee I have kindled the dark depths of beginning life And watched it crawl from caves to rocky heights.

Like thee I have summoned spring and laid the beauty thereof For a lure that seizes youth and binds it to generate and multiply.

Like thee I have led man from shrine to shrine, And turned his mute fear of things unseen To tremulous faith in us, the unvisited and the unknown.

Like thee I have ridden the wild tempest over his head That he might bow before us,

And shaken the earth beneath him until he cried unto us; And like thee, led the savage ocean against his nestled isle, Till he hath died calling upon us.

All this have I done, and more.

And all that I have done is empty and vain.

Vain is the waking and empty is the sleep, And thrice empty and vain is the dream.

THIRD GOD

Brothers, my august brothers,

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Down in the myrtle grove

A girl is dancing to the moon,

A thousand dew−stars are in her hair, About her feet a thousand wings.

SECOND GOD

We have planted man, our vine, and tilled the soil In the purple mist of the first dawn.

We watched the lean branches grow, And through the days of seasonless years We nursed the infant leaves.

From the angry element we shielded the bud, And against all dark spirits we guarded the flower.

And now that our vine hath yielded the grape You will not take it to the winepress and fill the cup.

Whose mightier hand than yours shall reap the fruit?

And what nobler end than your thirst awaits the wine?

Man is food for the gods,

And the glory of man begins

When his aimless breath is sucked by gods’ hallowed lips.

All that is human counts for naught if human it remain; The innocence of childhood, and the sweet ecstasy of youth, The passion of stern manhood, and the wisdom of old age; The splendour of kings and the triumph of warriors, The fame of poets and the honour of dreamers and saints; All these and all that lieth therein is bred for gods.

And naught but bread ungraced shall it be If the gods raise it not to their mouths.

And as the mute grain turns to love songs when swallowed by the nightingale,

Even so as bread of gods shall man taste godhead.

FIRST GOD

Aye, man is meat for gods!

And all that is man shall come upon the gods’ eternal board!

The pain of child−bearing and the agony of childbirth, The blind cry of the infant that pierces the naked night, And the anguish of the mother wrestling with the sleep she craves, To pour life exhausted from her breast; The flaming breath of youth tormented, And the burdened sobs of passion unspent; The dripping brows of manhood tilling the barren land, And the regret of pale old age when life against life’s will Calls to the grave.

Behold this is man!

A creature bred on hunger and made food for hungry gods.

A vine that creeps in dust beneath the feet of deathless death.

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The flower that blooms in nights of evil shadows; The grape of mournful days, and days of terror and shame.

And yet you would have me eat and drink.

You would bid me sit amongst shrouded faces And draw my life from stony lips And from withered hands receive my eternity.

THIRD GOD

Brothers, my dreaded brothers,

Thrice deep the youth is singing, And thrice higher is his song.

His voice shakes the forest

And pierces the sky,

And scatters the slumbering of earth.

SECOND GOD

(Always unhearing)

The bee hums harshly in your ears, And foul is the honey to your lips.

Fain would I comfort you,

But how shall I?

Only the abyss listens when gods call unto gods, For measureless is the gulf that lies between divinities, And windless is the space.

Yet I would comfort you,

I would make serene your clouded sphere; And though equal we are in power and judgement, I would counsel you.

When out of chaos came the earth, and we, sons of the beginning, beheld each other in the lustless light, we breathed the first hushed, tremulous sound that quickened the currents of air and sea.

Then we walked, hand in hand, upon the grey infant world, and out of the echoes of our first drowsy steps time was born, a fourth divinity, that sets his feet upon our footprints, shadowing our thoughts and desires, and seeing only with our eyes.

And unto earth came life, and unto life came the spirit, the winged melody of the universe. And we ruled life and spirit, and none save us knew the measure of the years nor the weight of years’ nebulous dreams, till we, at noontide of the seventh aeon, gave the sea in marriage to the sun.

And from the inner chamber of their nuptial ecstasy, we brought man, a creature who, though yielding and infirm, bears ever the marks of his parentage.

Through man who walks earth with eyes upon the stars, we find pathways to earth’s distant regions; and of man, the humble reed growing beside dark waters, we make a flute through whose hollowed heart we pour our voice to the silence−bound world. From the sunless north to the The Earth Gods

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sun−smitten sand of the south.

From the lotus land where days are born To perilous isles where days are slain, Man the faint hearted, overbold by our purpose, Ventures with lyre and sword.

Ours is the will he heralds,

And ours the sovereignty he proclaims, And his love trodden courses are rivers, to the sea of our desires.

We, upon the heights, in man’s sleep dream our dreams.

We urge his days to part from the valley of twilights And seek their fullness upon the hills.

Our hands direct the tempests that sweep the world And summon man from sterile peace to fertile strife, And on to triumph.

In our eyes is the vision that turns man’s soul to flame, And leads him to exalted loneliness and rebellious prophecy, And on to crucifixion.

Man is born to bondage,

And in bondage is his honour and his reward.

In man we seek a mouthpiece,

And in his life our self fulfilment.

Whose heart shall echo our voice if the human heart is deafened with dust?

Who shall behold our shining if man’s eye is blinded with night?

And what would you do with man, child of our earliest heart, our own self image?

THIRD GOD

Brothers, my mighty brothers,

The dancer’s feet are drunk with songs.

They set the air a−throbbing,

And like doves her hands fly upward.

FIRST GOD

The lark calls to the lark,

But upward the eagle soars,

Nor tarries to hear the song.

You would teach me self love fulfilled in man’s worship, And content with man’s servitude.

But my self love is limitless and without measure.

I would rise beyond my earthbound mortality And throne me upon the heavens.

My arms wood girdle space and encompass the spheres.

I would take the starry way for a bow, And the comets for arrows,

And with the infinite would I conquer the infinite.

But you would not do this, were it in your power.

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For ever as man is to man,

So are gods to gods.

Nay, you would bring to my weary heart Remembrance of cycles spent in mist, When my soul sought itself among the mountains And mine eyes pursued their own image in slumbering waters; Though my yesterday died in child−birth And only silence visits her womb, And the wind strewn sand nestles at her breast.

Oh yesterday, dead yesterday,

Mother of my chained divinity,

What super−god caught you in your flight And made you breed in the cage?

What giant sun warmed your bosom To give me birth?

I bless you not, yet I would not curse you; For even as you have burdened me with life So I have burdened man

But less cruel have I been.

I, immortal, made man a passing shadow; And you, dying, conceived me deathless.

Yesterday, dead yesterday,

Shall you return with distant tomorrow, That I may bring you to judgment?

And will you wake with life’s second dawn That I may erase your earth−clinging memory from the earth?

Would that you might rise with all the dead of yore, Till the land choke with its own bitter fruit, And all the seas be stagnant with the slain, And woe upon woe exhaust earth’s vain fertility.

THIRD GOD

Brother, my sacred brothers,

The girl has heard the song.

And now she seeks the singer.

Like a fawn in glad surprise

She leaps over rocks and streams And turns her to every side.

Oh, the joy in mortal intent,

The eye of purpose half−born;

The smile on lips that quiver

With foretaste of promised delight!

What flower has fallen from heaven, What flame has risen from hell.

That startled the heart of silence To this breathless joy and fear?

What dream dreamt we upon the height, What thought gave we to the wind That woke the drowsing valley

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And made watchful the night?

SECOND GOD

The sacred loom is given you,

And the art to weave the fabric.

The loom and the art shall be yours for evermore, And yours the dark thread and the light, And yours the purple and the gold.

Yet you would grudge yourself a raiment.

Your hands have spun man’s soul

From living air and fire,

Yet now you would break the thread, And lend your versed fingers to an idle eternity.

FIRST GOD

Nay, unto eternity unmoulded I would give my hands, And to untrodden fields assign my feet.

What joy is there in songs oft heard, Whose tune the remembering ear arrests Ere the breath yields it to the wind?

My heart longs for what my heart conceives not, And unto the unknown where memory dwells not I would command my spirit.

Oh, tempt me not with glory possessed, And seek not to comfort me with your dream or mine, For all that I am, and all that there is on earth, And all that shall be, inviteth not my soul.

Oh my soul,

Silent is thy face,

And in Thine eyes the shadows of night are sleeping.

But terrible is thy silence,

And thou art terrible.

THIRD GOD

Brothers, my solemn brothers,

The girl has found the singer.

She sees his raptured face.

Panther−like she slips with subtle steps Through rustling vine and fern.

And now amid his ardent cries

He gazes full on her.

Oh my brothers, my heedless brothers, Is it some other god in passion

Who has woven this web of scarlet and white?

What unbridled star has gone astray?

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Whose secret keepeth night from morning?

And whose hand is upon our world?

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Oh my soul, my soul,

Thou burning sphere that girdles me, How shall I guide thy course.

And unto what space direct thy eagerness?

Oh my mateless soul,

In thy hunger thou preyest upon thyself, And with thine own tears thou wouldst quench thy thirst; For night gathers not her dew into thy cup, And the day brings thee no fruit.

Oh my soul, my soul,

Thou grounded ship laden with desire, Whence shall come the wind to fill thy sail, And what higher tide shall release thy rudder?

Weighed is thine anchor and thy wings would spread, But the skies are silent above thee, And the still sea mocks at thy immobility.

And what hope is there for thee and me?

What shifting of worlds, what new purpose in the heavens, That shall claim thee?

Does the womb of the virgin infinite Bear the seed of thy Redeemer,

One mightier than thy vision

Whose hand shall deliver thee from thy captivity?

SECOND GOD

Hold your importunate cry,

And the breath of your burning heart, For deaf is the ear of the infinite, And heedless is the sky.

We are the beyond and we are the Most High, And between us and boundless eternity Is naught save our unshaped passion And the motive thereof.

You invoke the unknown,

And the unknown clad with moving mist Dwells in your own soul.

Yea, in your own soul your Redeemer lies asleep, And in sleep sees what your waking eye does not see.

And that is the secret of our being.

Would you leave the harvest ungathered, In haste to sow again the dreaming furrow?

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And would fain gather in your own shadow?

Forbear and look down upon the world.

Behold the unweaned children of your love.

The earth is your abode, and the earth is your throne; And high beyond man’s furtherest hope Your hand upholds his destiny.

You would not abandon him

Who strives to reach you through gladness and through pain.

You would not turn away your face from the need in his eyes.

FIRST GOD

Does dawn hold the heart of night unto her heart?

Or shall the sea heed the bodies of her dead?

Like dawn my soul rises within me Naked and unencumbered.

And like the unresting sea

My heart casts out a perishing wrack of man and earth.

I would not cling to that clings to me.

But unto that that rises beyond my reach I would arise.

THIRD GOD

Brothers, behold, my brothers,

They meet, two star−bound spirits in the sky encountering.

In silence they gaze the one upon the other.

He sings no more,

And yet his sunburnt throat throbs with the song; And in her limbs the happy dance is stayed But not asleep.

Brothers, my strange brothers,

The night waxeth deep,

And brighter is the moon,

And twixt the meadow and the sea A voice in rapture calleth you and me.

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To be, to rise, to burn before the burning sun, To live, and to watch the nights of the living As Orion watches us!

To face the four winds with a head crowned and high, And to heal the ills of man with our tideless breath!

The tentmaker sits darkly at his loom, And the potter turns his wheel unaware; But we, the sleepless and the knowing, We are released from guessing and from chance.

We pause not nor do we wait for thought.

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We are beyond all restless questioning.

Be content and let the dreaming go.

Like rivers let us flow to ocean Unwounded by the edges of the rocks; And when we reach her heart and are merged, No more shall we wrangle and reason of tomorrow.

FIRST GOD

Oh, this ache of ceaseless divining, This vigil of guiding the day unto twilight, And the night unto dawn;

This tide of ever remembering and forgetting; This ever sowing destinies and reaping but hopes; This changeless lifting of self from dust to mist, Only to long for dust, and to fall down with longing unto dust, And still with greater longing to seek the mist again.

And this timeless measuring of time.

Must my soul needs to be a sea whose currents forever confound one another,

Or the sky where the warring winds turn hurricane?

Were I man, a blind fragment,

I could have met it with patience.

Or if I were the Supreme Godhead, Who fills the emptiness of man and of gods, I would be fulfilled.

But you and I are neither human, Nor the Supreme above us.

We are but twilights ever rising and ever fading Between horizon and horizon.

We are but gods holding a world and held by it, Fates that sound the trumpets

Whilst the breath and the music come from beyond.

And I rebel.

I would exhaust myself to emptiness.

I would dissolve myself afar from your vision, And from the memory of this silent youth, our younger brother, Who sits beside us gazing into yonder valley, And though his lips move, utters not a word.

THIRD GOD

I speak, my unheeding brothers,

I do indeed speak,

But you hear only your own words.

I bid you see your glory and mine, But you turn, and close your eyes, And rock your thrones.

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God self−bent, whose yesterday is ever jealous of your tomorrow, Self−weary, who would unleash your temper with speech And lash our orb with thunderings!

Your feud is but the sounding of an Ancient Lyre Whose strings have been half forgotten by His fingers Who has Orion for a harp and the Pleiades for cymbals.

Even now, while you are muttering and rumbling, His harp rings, His cymbals clash, And I beseech you hear his song.

Behold, man and woman,

Flame to flame,

In white ecstasy.

Roots that suck at the breast of purple earth, Flame flowers at the breasts of the sky.

And we are the purple breast,

And we are the enduring sky.

Our soul, even the soul of life, your soul and mine, Dwells this night in a throat enflamed, And garments the body of a girl with beating waves.

Your sceptre cannot sway this destiny, Your weariness is but ambition.

This and all is wiped away

In the passion of a man and a maid.

SECOND GOD

Yea, what of this love of man and woman?

See how the east wind dances with her dancing feet, And the west wind rises singing with his song.

Behold our sacred purpose now enthroned, In the yielding of a spirit that sings to a body that dances.

FIRST GOD

I will not turn my eyes downward to the conceit of earth, Nor to her children in their slow agony that you call love.

And what is love,

But the muffled drum and leads the long procession of sweet uncertainty

To another slow agony?

I will not look downward.

What is there to behold

Save a man and a woman in the forest that grew to trap them That they might renounce self

And parent creatures for our unborn tomorrow?

THIRD GOD

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Oh, the affliction of knowing,

The starless veil of prying and questioning Which we have laid upon the world; And the challenge to human forbearance!

We would lay under a stone a waxen shape And say, It is a thing of clay,

And in clay let it find its end.

We would hold in our hands a white flame And say in our heart,

It is a fragment of ourselves returning, A breath of our breath that had escaped, And now haunts our hands and lips for more fragrance.

Earth gods, my brothers,

High upon the mountain,

We are still earth−bound,

Through man desiring the golden hours of man’s destiny.

Shall our wisdom ravish beauty from his eyes?

Shall our measures subdue his passion to stillness, Or to our own passion?

What would your armies of reasoning Where love encamps his host?

They who are conquered by love,

And upon whose bodies love’s chariot ran From sea to mountain

And again form mountain to the sea, Stand even now in a shy half−embrace.

Petal unto petal they breathe the sacred perfume, Soul to soul they find the soul of life, And upon their eyelids lies a prayer Unto you and unto me.

Love is a night bent down to a bower anointed, A sky turned meadow, and all the stars to fireflies.

True it is, we are the beyond,

And we are the most high.

But love is beyond our questioning, And love outsoars our song.

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Seek you a distant orb,

And would not consider this star Where your sinews are planted?

There is no centre in space

Save where self is wedded to self, And beauty filling our hands to shame our lips.

The most distant is the most near.

And where beauty is, there are all things.

Oh, lofty dreaming brother,

Return to us from time’s dim borderland!

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And dwell with us in this security Which your hand intertwined with ours Has builded stone upon stone.

Cast off your mantle of brooding, And comrade us, masters of the young earth green and warm.

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Eternal Altar! Wouldst thou indeed this night A god for sacrifice?

Now then, I come, and coming I offer up My passion and my pain.

Lo, there is the dancer, carved out of our ancient eagerness, And the singer is crying mine own songs unto the wind.

And in that dancing and in that singing A god is slain within me.

My god−heart within my human ribs Shouts to my god−heart in mid−air.

The human pit that wearied me calls to divinity.

The beauty that we have sought from the beginning Calls unto divinity.

I heed, and I have measured the call, And now I yield.

Beauty is a path that leads to self self−slain.

Beat your strings

I will to walk the path.

It stretches ever to another dawn.

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Love triumphs.

The white and green of love beside a lake, And the proud majesty of love in tower or balcony; Love in a garden or in the desert untrodden, Love is our lord and master.

It is not a wanton decay of the flesh, Nor the crumbling of desire

When desire and self are wrestling; Nor is it flesh that takes arms against the spirit.

Love rebels not.

It only leaves the trodden way of ancient destinies for the sacred grove,

To sing and dance its secret to eternity.

Love is youth with chains broken, Manhood made free from the sod,

And womanhood warmed by the flame And shining with the light of heaven deeper than our heaven.

Love is a distant laughter in the spirit.

It is a wild assault that hushes you to your awakening.

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It is a new dawn unto the earth, A day not yet achieved in your eyes or mine, But already achieved in its own greater heart.

Brothers, my brothers,

The bride comes from the heart of dawn, And the bridegroom from the sunset.

There is a wedding in the valley.

A day too vast for recording.

SECOND GOD

Thus has it been since the first morn Discharged the plains to hill and vale, And thus shall it be to the last even−tide.

Our roots have brought forth the dancing branches in the valley, And we are the flowering of the song−scent that rises to the heights.

Immortal and mortal, twin rivers calling to the sea.

There is no emptiness between call and call, But only in the ear.

Time maketh our listening more certain, And giveth it more desire.

Only doubt in mortal hushes the sound.

We have outsoared the doubt.

Man is a child of our younger heart.

Man is god in slow arising;

And betwixt his joy and his pain Lies our sleeping, and the dreaming thereof.

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Let the singer cry, and let the dancer whirl her feet And let me be content awhile.

Let my soul be serene this night.

Perchance I may drowse, and drowsing Behold a brighter world

And creatures more starry supple to my mind.

THIRD GOD

Now I will rise and strip me of time and space, And I will dance in that field untrodden, And the dancer’s feet will move with my feet; And I will sing in that higher air, And a human voice will throb within my voice.

We shall pass into the twilight; Perchance to wake to the dawn of another world.

But love shall stay,

And his finger−marks shall not be erased.

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The blessed forge burns,

The sparks rise, and each spark is a sun.

Better it is for us, and wiser,

To seek a shadowed nook and sleep in our earth divinity, And let love, human and frail, command the coming day.

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- Kahlil Gibran