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[al:] |
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Your children are not your children. |
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They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. |
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They come through you but not from you, |
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tthought they with you,they belong to themselves. |
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You may give them your love but not your thought |
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For they have thoughts of their own. |
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You may house their bodies not their soul |
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For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, |
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Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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You may strive to be like them, |
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But seek not to make them like you, |
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For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. |
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You are the bows from which your children |
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As living arrows are sent forth. |
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The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, |
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And He bends you with His might, |
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That His arrows may go swift and far. |
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Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness |
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For even as He loves the arrow that flies |
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So He loves also the bow that is stable |
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Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness |
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For even as He loves the arrow that flies |
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So He loves also the bow that is stable |
