On Religion Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F G H I J K L D M N O K P Q R D S TAnd an old priest said 'Speak to us of Religion ' | A |
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And he said | B |
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Have I spoken this day of aught else | C |
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Is not religion all deeds and all reflection | D |
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And that which is neither deed nor reflection but a wonder and a surprise ever springing in the soul even while the hands hew the stone or tend the loom | E |
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Who can separate his faith from his actions or his belief from his occupations | F |
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Who can spread his hours before him saying 'This for God and this for myself This for my soul and this other for my body ' | - |
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All your hours are wings that beat through space from self to self | G |
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He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked | H |
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The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin | I |
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And he who defines his conduct by ethics imprisons his song bird in a cage | J |
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The freest song comes not through bars and wires | K |
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And he to whom worshipping is a window to open but also to shut has not yet visited the house of his soul whose windows are from dawn to dawn | L |
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Your daily life is your temple and your religion | D |
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Whenever you enter into it take with you your all | M |
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Take the plough and the forge and the mallet and the lute | N |
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The things you have fashioned in necessity or for delight | O |
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For in revery you cannot rise above your achievements nor fall lower than your failures | K |
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And take with you all men | P |
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For in adoration you cannot fly higher than their hopes nor humble yourself lower than their despair | Q |
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And if you would know God be not therefore a solver of riddles | R |
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Rather look about you and you shall see Him playing with your children | D |
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And look into space you shall see Him walking in the cloud outstretching His arms in the lightning and descending in rain | S |
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You shall see Him smiling in flowers then rising and waving His hands in trees | T |
Khalil Gibran
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