People are more than what they do

The car they drive, the kind of shoe

People are more than what you see

The soul inside that yearns to be

Free as a child, running wildly through the grasses

Tumbling madly into the waters

Knowing that they can do it all again and again and again

With no agenda, no worries, no difficulties

Look deeper, if you can, into their eyes and find that child

And give it freedom to come out awhile.

c2016 Lisa Lyons