May we teach our children joy,
Not hate.
Find beauty in the awkward,
unexpected,
startling,
odd.
Find beauty where you thought
it could not be,
or would not,
hold.
Find beauty in the merry,
in perspectives,
new and
old.
Find beauty in the places
where you thought,
there was no
god.
Find beauty in the softening
of the broken,
patiently outgrowing
an outdated
mold.
See all beauty
through the eyes of children,
for they carry
all the futures
of our
world.
Little guy, age four, talking about flowers.
He asks: “Why do bees like flowers?”
I say: “Why do you think?”
He answers, curling intonation into a question mark: “Because they give them honey?”
I turn my own reply into a query in return: “Well, the bees make the honey, but they need something from the flowers to make it. What do you think they need from the flowers?”
Him: “The recipe?”
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