Defeat, my Defeat, my self-knowledge and my
defiance,
Through you I know that I am yet young and
swift of foot
And not to be trapped by withering laurels.
And in you I have found aloneness
And the joy of being shunned and scorned.
Defeat, my Defeat, my shining sword and
shield,
In your eyes I have read
That to be enthroned is to be enslaved,
And to be understood is to be leveled down,
And to be grasped is but to reach one’s
fullness
And like a ripe fruit to fall and be
consumed.
Defeat, my Defeat, my bold companion,
You shall hear my songs and my cries and my
silences,
And none but you shall speak to me of the
beating of wings,
And urging of seas,
And of mountains that burn in the night,
And you alone shall climb my steep and rocky
soul.
Defeat, my Defeat, my deathless courage,
You and I shall laugh together with the
storm,
And together we shall dig graves for all
that die in us,
And we shall stand in the sun with a will,
And we shall be dangerous.
Gibran Khalil Gibran,
usually referred to in
English as Kahlil Gibran,
was a Lebanese-American
writer, poet and visual
artist, also considered a
philosopher although he
himself rejected the title.
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