When did we stop stomping in puddles
When did we cease playing the balloon game
How long has it been since you caught snowflakes on your tongue
When did we all become so tame?
When did the wild crashing river
become a trickling flow
Where is that unabated spirit
Just where did it go?
Have you rolled down a hill
tried to catch a leaf as it fell from the tree
Lived with abandon, unbounded carefree
In the seat of this moment, in liberty
Pay a penny for blown dandelion wishes
rising on Summer's breezy air
cartwheeling through sprinklers with nary a care
riches from each fountain you leap, for a simple dare
This poem's for you little boy on the bench smile stretching your face
Still holding momma's hand before it becomes out of place.
Does childhood slide like dusk to dawn
Or is it slowly replaced
Does it escape suddenly like the balloon's loud pop
Or is it one day there then the next day stop.
Without expectation unburdened by history
Beginners mind, children's way, true liberty
We shackle ourselves in fear bound by grown up worry
We forget what is truly here
In our obtaining, grasping, and hurry
We get stuck when all along we had the key.
Open, let go and
let it all be so.
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