Monday, July 05, 2004

Kahlil Gibran

The title of this blog is a line from Kahlil Gibran's poem, The Prophet. Here is an excerpt from the poem:

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.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Lili said...

I like it... the poem, because I've always believed that. Also, because I think it's amazing that we do have our own thoughts. It's like there's this one thing we get to control and be free about: ourselves and our thoughts. Sometimes I hate it when people say "you're exactly like your mom!" because I'm not like anyone else. The only person I'm exactly like is myself. Deal with it and take the time to find out who I am instead of guessing that I'm like the person I 'came through but not from.'

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