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Innocence,
honesty, truth writ large on his face,
The
child sees no evil, hears no evil, speaks no evil,
All
that he speaks is what he sees,
Not
for him disguised truth,
Not
for him sugar coated venom,
Not
for him deceit, a facade or a mask,
His
face is awash clean.
It
is brilliant as there is no color on his face,
The
green of envy, the yellow of fear, the red of being ashamed, the blue
of pressure,
Not
white , not black, not pink or purple.
His
skin is clear,
His
eyes are fearless,
The
brilliance of truth,
The
radiance of honesty,
The
trust that he bestows upon us,
We
grown ups who mark our words,
Who
mask our feelings,
Who
look for opportunities to pull the rug from under someone's feet,
We
have lost our innocence and live craftily.
Can we be honest with our own self?
Can we be pure, fearless, and seek that hidden brilliance,
So that we can also see the world as it is…a beautiful place! |
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1 comment:
As we grow older our desires multiply and in the process the innocence of childhood gets pushed to the background. Can we recapture that? then the world will still continue to be a beautiful place. Nice thoughts!
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