Speak to us of Children (From The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran) A tribute to The Jamesons of Kendal. My mum and dad-in-law!

And a woman who held a babe against her
breast said; Speak to us of Children.
And he said:
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
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
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
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He
loves also the bow that is stable.


  1. Jeez Am I the first one to comment? I just want to say how you peel the onion skins of my stony heart away to reveal its vulnerable and quivering core. OK yes it's me! So what?

  2. And what wonderful, intelligent, and beautiful people they are!

  3. Yes but don't you think their eyes are a bit close together?