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The Prophet

The Prophet is a collection of prose poems written by Khalil Gibran and originally published in 1923. It deals with various topics such as love, marriage, children, work, and death.

Across 26 sections, the prophet Almustafa prepares to leave the city of Orphalese after twelve years. Before he boards his ship, its people ask him to speak about central aspects of human experience.

Each address uses poetic and aphoristic language to approach its subject through images and paradoxes rather than through a continuous argument.

Its framing narrative and recurring themes give the separate prose poems a unified arc, making The Prophet Gibran’s best-known English-language work.

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Poetry Philosophy Spiritual literature Love Freedom Beauty Spirituality Sorrow Friendship Work

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Pages
49
Reading time
1 hour 3 minutes
Pace
Intermediate
First published
1923
Language
English
Downloads
5,365

103 years later, still timely

Why Read The Prophet in 2026?

Poetry that speaks plainly about love, work, grief, and freedom. One page can travel with you all week.

Today's connection

Gibran’s aphorisms invite reflection without dogma. Read a section a day—on marriage, children, giving—and notice how the lines return at useful moments. It’s a companion more than a lecture.

Tender clarity

Gentle words that still make demands.

Portable practice

Short passages seed long conversations.

Wisdom without jargon

No system—just humane insight.

Perfect for Readers interested in philosophy Fans of poetic prose Individuals seeking spiritual guidance

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About the author

Portrait of Khalil Gibran

Khalil Gibran · 1883–1931

Lyric wisdom about love, work, and freedom in clear, portable lines.

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From The Prophet

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things, does the heart find its morning and is refreshed.

676

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.

654

For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?

597

And if it is a fear you would dispel, the seat of that fear is in your heart and not in the hand of the feared.

591

The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master.

555

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