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On
Joy and Sorrow
Your
joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And
the selfsame well from which your
laughter
rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And
how else can it be?
The
deeper the sorrow carves into your being,
the
more joy you can contain.
Is
not the cup that holds your wine the very cup
that
was burned in the potter’s oven?
And
is not the lute that soothes your spirit,
the
very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When
you are joyous, look deep into
your
heart and you shall find it is only that
which
has given you sorrow that is giving joy.
When
you are sorrowful look again in
your
heart, and you shall see that in truth
you
are weeping for that which has been
your
delight.
Some
of you say, “Joy is greater than
sorrow,”
and others say, “Nay, sorrow is
the
greater.”
But
I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together
they come, and when one sits
alone
with you at your board, remember
that
the other is sleeping upon your bed.
Verily
you are suspended like scales between
your
sorrow and your joy.
Only
when you are empty are you at
standstill
and balanced.
When
the treasure-keeper lifts you to
weigh
his gold and his silver, needs must
your
joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
— Kahlil
Gibran
From
The Prophet
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