As teenagers move forward with life - certain truths reveal themselves. This is one I knew intrinsically, but only recently have been able to express and understand with words.
How steady the flowing from my heart to yours
Of knowledge and teaching and faith.
How eager, receptive, in your younger years!
How deep the deposit I gave.
How strange to observe it, as time has marched on;
Your spirit, so open, before,
Through no fault or failing, has closed as you've grown
To limit the stream that I've poured.
How natural the process! How good and how right!
How painful, how perfect the truth:
No teaching, no offering from me can make wise.
My children, it's you who must choose.
