The Sleepwalkers…



In the town where I was born lived a woman and her daughter, who walked in their sleep.
      One night, while silence enfolded the world, the woman and her daughter, walking, yet asleep, met in their mist-veiled garden.
      And the mother spoke, and she said: “At last, at last, my enemy! You by whom my youth was destroyed — who have built up your life upon the ruins of mine! Would I could kill you!”
      And the daughter spoke, and she said: “O hateful woman, selfish and old! Who stand between my freer self and me! Who would have my life an echo of your own faded life! Would you were dead!”
      At that moment a cock crew, and both women awoke. The mother said gently, “Is that you, darling?” And the daughter answered gently, “Yes, dear.”

~The Madman (Kahlil Gibran)

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Retired! Enjoying the Autumn days of my life. A Joy to do nothing and then rest afterwards.
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3 Responses to The Sleepwalkers…

  1. I love the words of Kahlil Gibran. Thank you…x

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  2. sula362 says:

    Hmm, a bit obscure for me

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