10/23/2014 0 Comments Gifts![]() You do not travel this world unclothed Upon your coming You are bestowed with gifts of finery And as you grow, you are dressed Think of this clothing as treasure, Not to be hoarded but shared Yet not to be squandered Vulnerable to theft. Think of this treasure as the stuff of art
Draw it, shape it, give it voice Think of this art as your children Love and nurture Protect and respect them. And think of these children As sunflowers Expanding And ever-reaching Towards the Source
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
Go to the contact form to subscribe to my newsletter or send me a message.
t
Proudly powered by Weebly