The Prophet

by Kahlil Gibran

All you have shall some day be given;

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.

Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights. But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart’s knowledge.

But let there be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure;

Verily when good is hungry it seeks food even in dark caves,

Yet you are not evil when you seek gain for yourself.