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Questo libro, sicuramente il capolavoro di Gibran, è oggi divenuto uno dei classici più leti al mondo, presente nelle biblioteche di milioni di persone. Pubblicato nel 1923 è stato tradotto in oltre trenta lingue.
Gibran ha sempre considerato “Il Profeta” come il suo capolavoro. Egli stesso ha affermato “I think I’ve never been without The [...]

La saggezza, la poesia, la forte umanità pche hanno reso famoso Il Profeta, sono presenti anche in questo testo di Gibran, The Forerunner, pubblicato tre anni prima. nel 1920.
Rispetto al più noto Profeta, questa raccolta di 24 tra poesie e parabole, ha una struttura meno unitaria. I tremi trattati sono amore, morte, tirannia, vanità, e [...]

Once there came from the desert to the great city of Sharia a man who was a dreamer, and he had naught but his garment and staff.
And as he walked through the streets he gazed with awe and wonder at the temples and towers and palaces, for the city of Sharia was of surpassing beauty. [...]

They say the jackal and the mole
Drink from the self-same stream
Where the lion comes to drink.
And they say the eagle and the vulture
Dig their beaks into the same carcass,
And are at peace, one with the other,
In the presence of the dead thing.
O love, whose lordly hand
Has bridled my desires,
And raised my hunger and my thirst
To [...]

They told me that in a forest among the mountains lives a young man in solitude who once was a king of a vast country beyond the Two Rivers. And they also said that he, of his own will, had left his throne and the land of his glory and come to dwell in the [...]

Four slaves stood fanning an old queen who was asleep upon her throne. And she was snoring. And upon the queen’s lap a cat lay purring and gazing lazily at the slaves.
The first slave spoke, and said, “How ugly this old woman is in her sleep. See her mouth droop; and she breathes as if [...]

Thus sings the She-Dragon that guards the seven caves by the sea:

"My mate shall come riding on the waves. His thundering roar shall fill the earth with fear, and the flames of his nostrils shall set the sky afire. At the eclipse of the moon we shall be wedded, and at the eclipse of the [...]

In my youth I once visited a saint in his silent grove beyond the hills; and as we were conversing upon the nature of virtue a brigand came limping wearily up the ridge. When he reached the grove he knelt down before the saint and said, "O saint, I would be comforted! My sins are [...]