Childhood is a time
when innocent eyes scan all
aspects of the world
and perceive Truth and Beauty.
Childhood is a time
that moves us from plain, pebbled
shores to distant isles
of bliss. On vision's sailboats,
we drift across seas
of vast possibilities.
Childhood is a time
when miracles are woven
by shafts of dream- like
sunlight in the crib of spring.
Childhood is a time
of blue and green consciousness
of rivers and fields
and lush, lucid lullabies.
Childhood is a time
when this life slowly unfolds
its myriad textures like
a lotus flower,
blessed with Eastern promises.
Childhood is a time
filled with wonder and oneness.
Boundaries dissolve
in oceans of harmony.
Childhood was a time
when the stars shone like diamonds
in the evening skies.
Guardian angels kept us
snug in pillowed sleep.
O childhood was a time of
soft summer breezes,
when we dwelt in the treehouse
of sweet enchantment!
Now it seems so far away.
O childhood was the
first flash of verdant Eden
before Time's darkening
and the Fall's bitter coming!
Childhood was a time
that stretched days and hours
into infinity. Yet
now all we know are limits.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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