Theo the Leo

花非花,霧非霧,夜半來,天明去, 來如春夢不多時,去似朝雲無覓處。

論孩子 by 紀伯倫(先知)

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 through 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 liveing 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 bt for gladness;

For even as He loves the arrows that flies,

so He loves also the bow that is stable.