[ NaPo 2021 ] [ Gibran ] Thank Gibran It's Friday!

Could you but see the tides of that breath you would cease to see all else,    
And if you could hear the whispering of the dream you would hear no other sound.  
But you do not see, nor do you hear, and it is well.    
The veil that clouds your eyes shall be lifted by the hands that wove it,    
And the clay that fills your ears shall be pierced by those fingers that kneaded it.    
And you shall see.    
And you shall hear.    
Yet you shall not deplore having known blindness, nor regret having been deaf.    
For in that day you shall know the hidden purposes in all things,    
And you shall bless darkness as you would bless light.    
    
~ Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet    
   
   
   
You are where you are    
because you were    
where you were    
intending or otherwise;    
thence, come from afar    
having climbed innumerable limbs    
sprouting from the great Tree of Possibility    
in response to each wished upon star    
   
This branching existence    
seems a stairway ascending    
from blue Sea and green Earth    
to some Heaven unseen    
in skies aquamarine    
above    
   
never descending    
   
or ever ending    
   
made possible from dreams    
   
made possible from Love    
   
And through its veil of leaves    
you cannot see    
until all your doubting    
hast been denied    
   
Beyond its thicketed canopy    
you cannot be    
until at last    
all your sprouting    
is cast aside