Children speak the language of the flowers and understand the whispers of the wind.
They’re in tune with the subtle songs of the forest; they can listen to the trees, interpret the chatter of the rivers, and intuit the meaning of each sparkling of sun.
They don’t have to be told to look for the magic in life. They see it, feel it, and taste it’s sweetness everywhere.
Our job isn’t to correct that, but to nurture it, to preserve it, perhaps even to re-learn it. — Christen Rodgers #100thseed