Two poems read by Amy Kustra on Children’s Sunday, June 2, at Durham Friends Meeting
On this day, we pray for tender compassion on all the little ones, whose souls, so fresh from the light, shine in our midst with a darling adorable brightness. May we honor them deeply, learn from the truly, respecting the deep wisdom they carry. Make us wise in our nurturing of then, generous in our loving, unending in our compassion, expansive in our wisdom, kind in our intelligence, and graceful with our hearts. Let us give to them and receive from them, and let it be known among us that they are neither our projects nor our possessions, but messengers of light, illuminations of love. – Daphne Rose Kingma from the book A Grateful Heart
Today with Spring here finally we ought to be living outdoors with our friends. Let’s go to those strangers in the field and dance around them like bees from flower to flower building in the beehive air our true hexagonal homes. excerpt from “The Whole Place Goes Up,” – Rumi
