/note/320231512/?type=like A short poem about family education - On Children (Kahlil Gibran) Your children are not your children,
They are "life" "For the children you long for.
They come through you, but not from you.
Although they are with you, they do not belong to you.
You can give them love, but you cannot give them thoughts,
Because they have their own thoughts.
You can shelter their bodies, but you cannot shelter their souls,
Because their souls live in the house of "tomorrow", which is where you live in your dreams. Unthinkable.
You can try to imitate them, but you cannot make them look like you,
Because life does not go backwards, nor does it stay with "yesterday".
You are the bow, and your children are the arrows of life that issue from the string.
The archer has determined his target in infinity, and uses his divine power to draw you in, so that his arrows shoot out quickly and far away.
Let your "bending" in the archer's hand be a joy;
For he loves the arrow that flies, and he loves the still bow.