.........A Childs Centre Of Spirituality....... Poem by Ken e Hall
.........A Childs Centre Of Spirituality.......
The seeds of dreamtime dwell in the centre of a child's spirituality,
Natural wisdom's mindful appreciation of the present moment
Presents to their logic, angels can sing and teddy bears can talk,
Mummy will never leave and Pinocchio can walk,
Pussycats won't scratch and doggy's tails are toys,
Dolly's are for little girls and bats are for boys.
This dream of life in this state of heaven
Will change their thinking when they are seven,
Their little wonder brain absorbs knowledge so fast
With millions of nerve cells forming to last,
Verbals torrent "What's this, what's that, why this, who's that",
With a language learnt in no time flat.
They enter the zone of thinking, logic and learning at school,
With God's wisdom love and spirit we hold as the rule.
The march of time takes away the cuddly lovely little child,
To behold teenagers, young invigorating meek and mild
The core of their being formed with parental guidance and love.
With an inner kindness and respect soul stamped from above
The seeds of spirituality have grown thru their veins,
Now the world is their oyster to take charge of the reigns.
dear ken.....this is exactly how my boy and girl have grown up.this lovely poem took me years back when we taught them values in life, now bearing fruits.i am not a grand mom yet, but would like to relive those moments.thanks for bringing old memories back! ritty
Has bit of a swing to it which I like, or maybe I am just thinking of children and their swings. Good balance and contrast. Certainly covers a lot about growing up in those early days. That last line leaves me thinking.
One of the Best Poems I have read in a while (Which was not self penned) No I liked it a Lot, I liked the style I liked its form, where it came from and where it went.I shall go there again when I get a moment. Meanwhile read the odd one of mine. try ' Bringing up Baby' a tribute sent to an Aussie New First Mum of 40......I love Critic Good or Bad. Kind Regards Philip
''The core of their being formed with parental guidance and love. With an inner kindness and respect soul stamped from above The seeds of spirituality have grown thru their veins, Now the world is their oyster for to take charge of the reigns.'' excellent abstract poem, thank you for sharing.................10+++
You really tapped into your inner child for this poem.....beautifully expressed & expertly written. As the scripture says: train up a child in the way they should go & when they are old they will not depart from it
i must say this poem is just on point and the use of words is skilful.keep it up Ken
This is a pearl of a poem, a jewel, a bright diamond. Getting in a child's world of dreams and how we are each hit out of it. With seeds of spirituality planted at this very young age, chances are big we will enjoy them as wonderful teenagers. It is not 100% in our hands. Sometimes the seeds are there and are given no space to grow, But they do not die and with some patience they may blossom at a later time into fantastic flower trees.
The poet is a really concern about his next generation and i can feel his frustration with current trend of life where's the benevolence less valuable than material. I read the intention, hope and commitment of the poet through this poem and the sincerity of his intention was well written.10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 7:03:37 AM # 1.0.0
Very good and beautifully written