Thursday, September 11, 2014

To Shiv - Letter From Mommy 1

My dear Shiv,

Welcome to the world!

I know it's not your choice to be reborn again, but everything has a reason behind. I wish you find the meaning of being in this circle of life, wish you enjoy the views in the journey of living.

The world could appear complicated, but it's simple, life could be frustrating but surely full of love, hope and adventures. Always be positive, be strong, be passionate, be kind and be honest, dare to dream, dare to chase the dreams and should never ever give up!

Mama Papa are very lucky to have you as our first child!


PS: Daddy said he needed to see you first, so to finish the "Letter From Daddy", because you were never in his belly :P

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Hey Stranger

Where did you come from
Where are you going to?

Coming this pathway once again?
You know it's gods' plan of redemption
A punishment

Is it your own choice then?
My arms my breasts
My disposition my war in the mind
My bearing of the world, of life

Will you share it with me?
The lives you've lived
The adventures you've seen and walked

I can't wait to gaze into your eyes

Hey stranger My stranger
You are granting me a crown
Making me a queen

Maybe I've known you my whole life

-- For my soon-to-be-born Shiv

Monday, September 1, 2014

On Children by Gibran

On Children
     Kahlil 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.