"Children are the Birds of Heaven" — Blunt M,
a.k.a the Parachuted Rose of Damascus
… and at times, it’s not about doing … rather, about thinking of and praying. Even better, about BEING.
BE whatever you want to see around you.
BE however you would like to see the world.
Join me in a gentle prayer for all the Children of Humanity!
Let us … sing magic
Let us … unite in good deeds and loveful thoughts.
Let us Be, Act, and Vibrate, beautifully.
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Let us invoke again, and again the words of the Prophetic Poet — Gibran Khalil Gibran:
"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."
Gibran Khalil Gibran, The Prophet
I have also given away clothes and books.
Yes. I have shared books with the universe.
And I should care to share the story of it, in a different post.
The gift of the word is the quintessential balm for us, to feel, and to spread magic, out there.
Hence, dive as deep and as often as you care…
Sending rays of love, friendship and humanity will also
It's simply the Best...
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