Movie: Walk the Line | Notebook: Chapter of Friendship

This is now officially the longest title I have to date. But it is important because both converged on the same cosmic line today.

Remember that a few posts back I posted a chapter from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran. Since then I have been reading his works and visiting his bits and pieces daily, finding a certain freedom and joy in what he has immortalized.

Selfish me me thoughts aside, I thought it was interesting that his name kept popping up!

While watching Walk the Line (the movie) today, the book ‘The Prophet’ by Kahlil Gibran was the book that June Carter handed over to Johnny Cash as a gift. My heart skipped when the screen was flashed.

Oh my, is it a sign that it is a book that I am destined to own. Hah! Childish of me to assume that coincidences revolve around my private wimps and desire.

All that said; here is another one of my favorite chapter from the same book. I absolutely love the first two lines. But the same question remains, which hold more prestige, the satisfaction of a person wants or needs? Food for thought people!

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.

- From the Chapter of Friendship in ‘The Prophet’ by Kahlil Gibran -