Puisi Cinta Romantis Sejati

Banyak orang mengetahui bahwa Puisi Cinta banyak dihasilkan oleh para Pujangga dan Penyair, salah satunya adalah Kahlil Gibran (Khalil Gibran atau Gibran Khalil Gibran جبران خليل جبران atau جبران خليل جبران بن ميخائيل بن سعد Gubran Khalil Gubran bin Mikhā'īl bin Sa'ad). Seniman, Penyair dan Penulis ini meninggal di New York 10 April 1931. Terlahir di Basyari, Libanon (dahulu masuk Propinsi Suriah Khalifah Turki Utsmani) pada tanggal 6 Januari 1883 dan menghabiskan masa hidupnya dengan berkarya di Amerika Serikat. Keluarga Gibran menganut agama katholik-maronit. Bersama ibu dan dua adik perempuannya, pindah ke Boston Massachussets Amerika Serikat pada umur 10 tahun (1893). Gibran kembali ke Beirut tahun 1898 dan bersekolah di Madarasah Al-Hikmah sampai dengan 1901. Lalu berpindah-pindah antara Paris dan Boston. Karya pertamanya "Spirits Rebellious" ditulis di Boston yang berisi 4 cerita sindiran keras terhadap pejabat korup. Akibatnya ia diasingkan dari Gereja Manorit, tetapi oleh Kaum Asia Barat yang tertindas, tulisannya dianggap sebagai suatu pencerahan, harapan baru dan suara pembebasan.

Postingan ini dibuat mengingat temenku saat Kuliah Kerja Nyata dulu sangat menyukai Puisi Cinta Khalil Gibran versi Indonesia. Temenku juga sangat menyukai kata-kata romantis Gibran. Katanya, inilah kata-kata dari pria sejati. Ntahlah.... Sangat banyak karya Kahlil Gibran baik dalam bahasa Arab maupun Inggris. Gibran juga seorang pelukis. Pernah melukis Abu Nawas (Abu Nuwas) di bulan Juni 1916.

Kahlil Gibran on Love... (tentang Cinta)
Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."
And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:
When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.
When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

Kahlil Gibran on Friendship... (tentang persahabatan)
And a youth said, "Speak to us of Friendship."
Your friend is your needs answered.
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.
When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.
And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Kahlil Gibran on Beauty.... (tentang kecantikan)
And a poet said, "Speak to us of Beauty."
Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide?
And how shall you speak of her except she be the weaver of your speech?
The aggrieved and the injured say, "Beauty is kind and gentle.
Like a young mother half-shy of her own glory she walks among us."
And the passionate say, "Nay, beauty is a thing of might and dread.
Like the tempest she shakes the earth beneath us and the sky above us."
The tired and the weary say, "beauty is of soft whisperings. She speaks in our spirit.
Her voice yields to our silences like a faint light that quivers in fear of the shadow."
But the restless say, "We have heard her shouting among the mountains,
And with her cries came the sound of hoofs, and the beating of wings and the roaring of lions."
At night the watchmen of the city say, "Beauty shall rise with the dawn from the east."
And at noontide the toilers and the wayfarers say, "we have seen her leaning over the earth from the windows of the sunset."
In winter say the snow-bound, "She shall come with the spring leaping upon the hills."
And in the summer heat the reapers say, "We have seen her dancing with the autumn leaves, and we saw a drift of snow in her hair."
All these things have you said of beauty.
Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy.
It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,
But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.
It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear,
ut rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears.
It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw,
But rather a garden forever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight.
People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
But you are life and you are the veil.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

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