The Spirit Of Our Children Poem by DONALD SCHUSTER

Long before the orchards turned to spring
or the umbrella rained blue,
Long before the clouds
or the music of the storm,
Long before the mountains
or before we knew rivers,
Before stone,
Before dust,
there existed a spirit,
A spirit as strong as wisdom itself,
and
it lives much closer than distance,
closer than the reaches of our imagination
even closer than our touch

We can feel it in the wind
hear it in our song
touch it with our love
but mostly
we can see it in the magic
of our children's eyes