So long ago,
through teenage years
fuelled by, and hormone driven,
my soul would oft’ find solace
and embrace
the child within.
A young adult,
caught in the race
to get ahead, to win,
I blundered blindly, lost, alone,
and shunned
the child within.
And then one day,
in middle age,
I paused, and looked around me:
and in that place of peace and light
I found
the child within.
In coming years,
as my life wanes,
accomplishments forgotten,
may time kindly allow me
to rejoin
the child within.
* Painting by Erin Fanning
Welcome, and Namaste
Greetings fellow travellers,
For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.
As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.
May your Dharma be clear
Peace
"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."
Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream
