Potential.

I was standing by the gate to the Harry Potter wood yesterday, luxuriating in the fresh new growth which is now appearing there. The view down the path soon disappears around a shallow bend overhung by the gentle spectacle of light green and still lightly spread mantle of new leaves. It’s almost luminescent and utterly captivating.

When summer comes the heavy growth in a wood can be so domineering as to be almost oppressive, but at this time of the year it tells you that magic just might exist. It also reflects that promise so apparent in the wonderment and aspirations of youth, and therein lies a simple message which would take a lot of words to explain more fully:

What faith I have in the future of mankind and the planet we all depend on is invested in today’s young people, and most especially the young women. Please listen to them.

© Schneirdermann