Reverb 10- December 3 - Moment
dappled sun on food smudged faces
chains of children linked by hands
racing to the bottom of the hill
spiderman crawling to its top
scavenger hunts for leaves of all color
hands rubbing rough bark
lips kissing smooth skinned trees
crowds gathered by the beetle's lair
lying on the ground watching leaves dance
leaping to catch them before they land
burying feet beneath the earth
digging the damp soil with tiny fingers
glistening, red faced, metallic scented wee ones
standing together eager to tell their stories
pockets filled with rocks, bark, wings
souls warmed by the sunshine
We become better at anything when we surround ourselves with those who have mastered the art we strive to understand. To learn to live fully, we need only watch the children who dance around us daily. Their eyes glow with eagerness and curiosity. They don't mute their wows, silence their questions, censor their words or withhold their hugs. I am grateful that my life includes so many wonderful moments with these little souls. Each of these moments opens my eyes and heart more widely.
