Out Of Wonder

Disentangle yourself from the nonsense of logic,

and fall back into the dream from which you came.

The childmind, born of love.

The True Source of all things.

Revisit this vivid, pictorial wonderland

where joy is joy,

and sad is sad,

- before you learned the art of deceit

- before your body grew big and lumpy

and you declared to the world: ‘I’m OK!’

while inside your heart flaps

like a beached fish,

straining for breath on the sucking sand.

Out of water.

Out of wonder.

Go, immerse yourself once more in this childmind

(Trust me, you know just where to find it)

and drink deep of its silvery font.

Fill your lungs once more with the oxygen of new.

Feel the Source.

  Then step back into wonder.

For without wonder,

nothing else matters.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

All true and well said. Good advice. Enjoyed sir.

[John the Baptist]

Very good advice in this one. Somewhere on the road to adulthood people adhere to rigid minuets that have no room for the spontaneity of the child. When this is accomplished, something very vital is lost, and for some, is irretrievable.