For the first time ever, I'm taking part in the A-Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo, where I'll have to write a poem a day for the whole of April (26 in total for A-Z). I'm combining both challenges. This is my entry for Day 25 letter "Y" (Day 28 NaPoWriMo).
Yesterday, children gathered around me and asked, "Sir, as a great love poet, will you teach us about love?"
Sitting on an old tree stump, I said to them, "Observe the tender spirit of the moon and the midnight colors of the rainbow and know they did not come into existence by chance, but were created from love by the Almighty Himself."
"See the birds soaring with freedom and the colorful fish residing in the depths of the ocean…all are evidence of love in a world where humans can never match their skill or graceful abilities."
"Likewise, when love rules as its master, the human heart holds life's greatest beauty, which can never fade, even in death.
"Although beauty glows in the image of every human, such beauty means nothing, if not complimented with love."
Finally, I told them, "Love is the fruit of life falling from the tree in the garden of our hearts."
Now, with a better understanding of love, they all shook my hand and like little angels uttered a very pleasant, "Thank you kindly, Sir" while running away.