On Children (EN/ES/POR) 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. Sus
hijos (por Kahlil Gibran) Sus hijos no son suyos. Son los hijos
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