Thursday, May 25, 2017

On Children

Today I had the honor of watching Samina perform as The Moon in her end of the year play. She had been reciting the part for a while now, but I had no idea that the part would be (a) sung and (b) a solo! I know I'm biased, but she was P-E-R-F-E-C-T. My heart is still bursting with pride for her and her fearlessness and grace.



And my sense of admiration immediately had me thinking about this wonderful piece by Kahlil Gibran.

On Children

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.



You may not remember today, but trust me on this: you were the sweetest moon ever, dearest Samina!