And a woman who held a baby against her bosom 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 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 infinite, and He  bends you  with His might that His arrow may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the Archer's hand be for gladness;

For  even as He loves the arrows that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Kahli Gibran ,'The Prophet'

我非常非常喜歡這首詩   從第一次唸到直至現在  每次閱讀都有不同且甚為深層的感受

年輕時候  認為這首詩 是向父母爭取自由的利器

當了樸樸媽後  這首詩  成為作為我的座右銘

最近樸樸開始學說話  開始有自己的主見  第一次 我們可以開始溝通

當然  孩子氣的媽媽  碰上根本就是孩子的樸樸 兩個人的溝通 可預見其幼稚和語無倫次

不過  我還是喜歡跟樸樸說話  雖然 他現在的話語 還不到可以充分表達的程度  但是半猜半測的狀況下  還是 可以知道他要的意思  有時 會驚訝他思想的不同  但多半是驚喜 他所帶來的意外和感動

這幾天  樸樸迷戀上 畫畫  水彩畫   調色  下筆 有著媽媽讚嘆的灑脫和俐落  充分顯示出自己的風格 

樸樸來自我的身體  但卻擁有自己的靈魂

我只能提供素材與滋養  期望有天樸樸能在明日之屋中  好好過好自己的一生

媽媽會拼命幫你拉弓的   樸樸 加油囉