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    The Earth Gods
    The Earth Gods
    The Earth Gods
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    The Earth Gods

    By Kahlil Gibran

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    Kahlil Gibran was a Lebanese-American writer and poet.  Even though Gibran was considered a literary and political rebel, his works are still celebrated throughout the world.  Gibran’s most famous work is The Prophet.  This edition of The Earth Gods includes a table of contents.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCharles River Editors
    Release dateMar 22, 2018
    ISBN9781508016960
    The Earth Gods
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    Kahlil Gibran

    Poet, philosopher, and artist, Kahlil Gibran (1883 - 1931) was born in Lebanon. The millions of Arabic-speaking peoples familiar with his writings in that language consider him the genius of his age and he was a man whose fame and influence spread far beyond the country of his birth. His poetry has been translated into more than twenty languages and his drawings and paintings have been exhibited in the great capitals of the world and compared by Auguste Rodin to the work of William Blake.

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      The Earth Gods - Kahlil Gibran

      THE EARTH GODS

      Kahlil Gibran

      KYPROS PRESS

      Thank you for reading. In the event that you appreciate this book, please consider sharing the good word(s) by leaving a review or contacting the author.

      This book is a work of poetry; its contents are wholly imagined.

      All rights reserved. Aside from brief quotations for media coverage and reviews, no part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any form without the author’s permission. Thank you for supporting authors and a diverse, creative culture by purchasing this book and complying with copyright laws.

      Copyright © 2015 by Kahlil Gibran

      TABLE OF CONTENTS

      The Earth Gods

      The Earth Gods

      By

      Kahlil Gibran

      THE EARTH GODS

      ~

      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

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