A WALK WITH GIANTS

the branches flowing free  the wind with its deep whispers sing ballads to clouds near by the angels smile , laughter tickling their throats , nature's children work tirelessly , making the start of the day open and beautiful for their queen here she comes , the queen mother , her footsteps caressing blades of the grass with the soft curvature in each line of her imperfections,  her head held high greeting the king with grace and purpose,  her eyes glow with treats she gives in small bites with kisses so sweet , honey drips from her teeth the king , strong , his heart heavy with a power only breathed , his eyes like a book favored highly by his children. his arms open yet disciplined and structured to teach and guide,  his smile and scars like tattoos given in deep torment . though he has had his fair share of hardships his faith steady like a fig tells a story too extraordinary to walk away from the king and queen , share an embrace , magnetic and bold , they sit with their children,  feeding them knowledge of chapters in tales and mysteries eating life and drinking deep of wisdom in truth and enlightenment. the children listen with open hearts and thirsting vision , wanting to seek forever in the light of day