Child Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

Am still dumbfound...
Who formed these flowers
with hundred sizes and
mystical colours?
Who carved on passing breeze
dancing butterflies and
a rainbow zooming skyward?
Am still possessed...
transformed in to
a wide eyed kid.
God don't change this
and don't care!
Am still lost in this
happening around that
I never seen before because
now it's just there
for me only!
But why still the
doubt is lurking?
When it all began
of not believing what's
happening around you?
The child is too old
to remember!