This is beautiful.
To the beat of a drum it seems the waters come out of the ground as streams.
The children scream;
Life is but a dream when sitting on big steps watching children live a life that seens to be permenant rest.
The watchers watch with a look of awe on their faces as the babies play at their finish line.
Feeling as complete as a finished rhyme.
Lovers look to the seeds that they have sown and say… my oh my have they grown.
The feelings the children feel…it is one they won’t understand until they are grown, or are as old as I am.