Khalil Gibran's The Madman 5: A Reading For Reflection

This is the parable entitled The Sleep-Walkers from Khalil Gibran’s work The Madman. I invite you to take a moment to relax, listen to the short reading and allow the words simply to fall into your awareness without intellectual grasping. Perhaps pause for a moment afterwards and notice how you feel.

Transcript

A reading for reflection from Kahlil Gibran's work, The Madman, His parables and poems. 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, You 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.