And in the twelfth year, on the seventh day of Ielool, the month of reaping, he climbed the hill without the city walls and looked seaward; and he beheld the ship coming with the mist.

Then the gates of his heart were flung open, and his joy flew far over the sea. And he closed his eyes and prayed in the silences of his soul.

    But he descended the hill, a sadness came upon him, and he thought in his heart: How shall I go in peace and without sorrow?

– Khalil Jibran

وفي السنة الثانية عشرة

وفي السابع من شهر الحصاد

صعد الى احدى التلال

ونظر صوب البحر

ورأى سفينة آتية

فصلى في سكون نفسه

وقال في قلبه: كيف أمضي عن هذه المدينة

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