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.
*By Kahlil Gibran
I am taking part in I Heart Snapping's weekly Living Arrows project, a photography project to capture an image which represents childhood to you through the actions, likes, dislikes, looks and movements of your own children. Below is my picture for the second week of Living Arrows. What Tyler Lee was doing really stuck in my mind. He was lying on our bed staring at a picture of his father and I. I wonder what he was thinking? He lay motionless, transfixed on the image. I wonder did he even realise it was us, his parents, or if he wondered how we were in the frame yet I was still sitting next to him. Imagine the magic of a child's view of the world, not knowing how things work and trying to make sense of all these things which don't seem to make the least bit of sense! Utterly amazing.