Poetic Dan

Feeding the light, nothing is ours

The reason I feel children feed our light
As words don\'t just come from the mind

They flow so beautifully like wind gently moving the meadows
Can change direction but nothing to restrict it

In awareness of the creations that\'s helping create me
Their struggle is mine from our falls we all see

The journey is a blessing not always illuminated well
Even when it\'s only moments to moments
That come and then go or never to know

The energy from the laughter
Is food for the soul
The hugs and the tears
Is more precious than gold

They are our constant reminder
To love, express, cry, laugh and let go
Everything changes nothing is ours
Shine as all of this is because of us