In Passing

In Passing

http://bit.ly/1lky1Gv
Love, Papa.

Show me the pathway that you have chosen

and I see not the journey you have sought

or the footprints you have left behind.

Rather I see the flowers that have bloomed in your wake
and the birds that alight upon the branches after you have passed.

For this is not a place upon which we teach!

Rather, one in which we learn.

Love, Papa.