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Wednesday, June 23, 2010

..on children...

i posted this to my other account but felt like posting it here again. was talking to a friend who is going through some pain - and i can relate to her because i've been through that - and still is going through that. i'm glad my short notes to her made her feel a bit light ...

i cried also while writing those note to her - because it was like - suddenly all the pain i had that time in my life came back! .. i felt the hurt in my heart - the lump in my throat, the tears that slowly rolled down my cheeks .. and yes... i let it roll even if i was (still am) in the office .. because if not - i am sure that the pain would be unbearable again.

the full poem is here:
On Children
by: Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

1 Comments:

Blogger Sharpedon said...

I relate to you.
I first read this poem in my early teenage years and still remember it and the emotions it invoked quite clearly.
If "parents' schools" were ever to be created, every lesson of the day should start and end with that poem.
Kahlil Gibran is an excellent poet, one of those that really have it..

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