On Eating and Drinking
Kahlil Gibran
Would that you could live on the fragrance of the earth,
and like an air plant be sustained by the light.
But since you must kill to eat, and rob the newly born of
its mother's milk to quench your thirst, let it then be an act
of worship.
And let your board stand an altar on which the pure and
the innocent of forest and plain are sacrificed for that which
is purer and still more innocent in man.
When you kill a beast say to him in your heart,
"By the same power that slays you, I too am slain; and I
too shall be consumed.
For the law that delivered you into my hand shall deliver
me into a mightier hand.
Your blood and my blood is naught but the sap that feeds
the tree of heaven."
And when you crush an apple with your teeth, say to it in
your heart,
"Your seeds shall live in my body,
And the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart,
And your fragrance shall be my breath,
And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons."
And in the autumn, when you gather the grapes of your
vineyards for the winepress, say in your heart,
"I too am a vineyard, and my fruit shall be gathered for
the winepress,
And like new wine I shall be kept in eternal vessels."
And in winter, when you draw the wine, let there be in
your heart a song for each cup;
And let there be in the song a remembrance for the autumn
days, and for the vineyard, and for the winepress. |