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Child of earth
at the heart of human nature is a
child
trying to divine what this being
human means
Child through time, synecdoche
universe,
fiercely at play in our vast ruins
stomping antiquities into sharp shards
to sculpt transcendent mosaic in
shifting sands.
a gift to the future
not waiting for life to begin, some
designated year,
right now, day to day,
unwinding personal destiny, action
and purpose
racing who knows where,
held in nature's snare,
electrical thunder/lightning
ecstatic
aware,
natural child joyfully wild,
strikingly there
A child grows
And learns to know
The Norms and Bounds and Social
Graces.
Learns to see a world
carefully wrought and framed.
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Free-born to spinning Earth,
daring leaps of enchantment
in flow with primal forces, eternal
magicks.
Lovely, lively, graceful delight,
ready to explore blessed, precious
life
open to creating destiny --
adore, succor that marvelous child;
reap
priceless rewards.
When runes align with stars, signs,
portents,
innocence joins immanence. Wise
angels sing.
If Greybeard in some quantum sky,
hallowed in accreted tradition,
presides o'er rewards, blessed
bliss,
cries in flames of perdition,
would such a power want to be seen
as
indulgent Granddad bouncing
wide-eyed
child on His ectoplasmic knee,
promising eternity
is learning to make of the whole
sad cacophony
discrete instruments of harmony, of
divine symphony
to find, realize, act with
impeccable integrity
Yes, you child, dancing in the
fullness of the night
to ring the rune, cast the spell to
make the darkness bright
Remember, with awed respect for who
you have always been but feared to see,
silent ally whispers within deepest
heart, darkest dreams
"Listen, love and revere this
wild child who laughs at whirlwinds,
dances to life's changing,
challenging melodies.
Be free to sing without inhibition
or internalized mockery.
This is our time, yours and mine,
to be wonderfilled."
A child wants the safety of hearth
and tribe,
of happy fairytales, every body
well fed and
tucked to bed, caressed in love
that hugs away
the slavering beast.
Like a child chasing fireflies,
alive in the darkened air,
dare to embrace sparkling wonder,
to create and share awe-inspiring,
spirit enlivening
stories.
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child in the corner quietly sings
of
laughing eyes a’float in kindness
--
happy fantasy to pretend to
remember
smiling child on warm pavement,
painting with excrement,
offers heavenly flowers never known
to earth's earnest soil
A marvelous secret, a hidden
treasure trove
where unicorns play harpsichord
within a blossomed grove,
A newborn child with something wild
that
plays in rainbowed eyes
Has been declared seer sorcerer,
born to hypnotize
To cauterize
with lullabies,
reward all the heathen with sleep
And dreaming dreams as such who
waken
find their very core earthshaken
Made to believe in possibilities
they set their sites, reshaping all
reality
Child beams
with myth’s expectations,
earth’s present
of celestial laughter,
unafraid of fear
warm cocoa, teddy bear,
blankets soft as clouds,
texture of welcome
Grow, strong and wise,
within,
that beautiful, kind world
where such a child is nurtured and
loved
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