When A Child Loves - Poem by Serina Alonzo
When a child loves, it is pure,
sincere, and founded on good reason, yielding
to what is true and becoming of love,
unfaltering. The child,
even without having the most structured build-up of rationality,
cares for what is noble and fine.
When a child loves,
he loves with all his heart, for he is innocent,
passionate, and kind.
I am no longer a child, but I know that deep
within me, a love had never died; a flame still ignites
deep within my soul. Love obtains with candor; I exude love majestically
from the depths and patterns of my nature,
even as I am no longer of that bygone innocence,
more prone now to affliction,
more impressionable now to misinterpretation,
and even more foolish now to beliefs in a delusion.
When hourglasses and wine glasses start to break,
there I will stand, at the center, as the child who is willing
to give and live and love, again, even as I am grown,
even as I learn to put on rationality to kill off my spirit, and even as I grow indifferent,
to grow to lose the passion I had once learned to love with.
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