On Children by Kahlil Gibran
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 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 are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
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.
Poem Attribution © Kahlil Gibran, On Children (Excerpt fromThe Prophet(Knopf, 1923).
Copyright (c) 2021 Goff James – All Rights Reserved
Painting Attribution © Barbara Rivera, Children of the World, 2020
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