The Prompter Room

For Tuesday, December 12, 2017:

 

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 sparkle of sun.

Our job isn’t to correct that, but to nurture it, to preserve it, and perhaps even remember it ourselves.

Cristen Rodgers, meme on Facebook (cristenrodgers.net)

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