Sacred Child Poem by Midifo Yearns

Sacred child, dancing in the wind of time
singing in the heart, playing on the flute
of lost memories, finding there the rhyme
to bring to life songs and hymns that suit
seeking, ever seeking, cause of great joy
playful abandon in abandoned play
that searches old man to find missing boy
and allow a toothless mouth to have its say.
Sacred child, anchored in the hope of more,
smiling gently through tears of sad deluge
mischievous glance to see what’s in store
and then find bosom in which to take refuge.
Sacred child, true self, unspeakable treasure
released and embraced; the greatest of pleasure.