THE PROPHET (continued 21)

Project Gutenberg EPUB3 edition Gibran, Kahlil
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And one of the elders of the city said, Speak to us of Good and Evil.
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Of the good in you I can speak, but not of the evil.
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For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?
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Verily when good is hungry it seeks food even in dark caves, and when it thirsts it drinks even of dead waters.
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You are good when you are one with yourself.
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Yet when you are not one with yourself you are not evil.
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For a divided house is not a den of thieves; it is only a divided house.
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And a ship without rudder may wander aimlessly among perilous isles yet sink not to the bottom. You are good when you strive to give of yourself.
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Yet you are not evil when you seek gain for yourself.
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For when you strive for gain you are but a root that clings to the earth and sucks at her breast.
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Surely the fruit cannot say to the root, “Be like me, ripe and full and ever giving of your abundance.”
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For to the fruit giving is a need, as receiving is a need to the root.
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You are good when you are fully awake in your speech,
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Yet you are not evil when you sleep while your tongue staggers without purpose.
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And even stumbling speech may strengthen a weak tongue.
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You are good when you walk to your goal firmly and with bold steps.
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Yet you are not evil when you go thither limping. Even those who limp go not backward.
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But you who are strong and swift, see that you do not limp before the lame, deeming it kindness.
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You are good in countless ways, and you are not evil when you are not good,
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You are only loitering and sluggard.
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Pity that the stags cannot teach swiftness to the turtles.
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In your longing for your giant self lies your goodness: and that longing is in all of you.
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But in some of you that longing is a torrent rushing with might to the sea, carrying the secrets of the hillsides and the songs of the forest.
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And in others it is a flat stream that loses itself in angles and bends and lingers before it reaches the shore.
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But let not him who longs much say to him who longs little, “Wherefore are you slow and halting?”
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For the truly good ask not the naked, “Where is your garment?” nor the houseless, “What has befallen your house?”

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