Thursday, December 17, 2009

IF I KNEW NOW WHAT I KNEW THEN

"I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it"(Mark 10:15).



I walked among dandelions when I was three


They were beautiful then

Yellow, bright, inviting, and plentiful

When blooms died

I blew them to other worlds
I squealed at butterflies when I was three

Wonders worth chasing

I romped through meadows after their allure

Time held no meaning

Their fluttering dance the object of dreams

I prayed unashamedly when I was three

Daddy God all powerful provider

Faith unencumbered by intellect

I’d make my request assured He answers

Then picked a bouquet of happiness
To become as I was when I was three

To see beauty in weeds

To abandon conventionality

To trust implicitly

This is my quest

2 comments:

Robin Cain said...

That's lovely!

Carol said...

I watch my puppy chase the snow, play with her shadow, tease me with the sticks she finds. Each time her world delights her, I hear God say, "Where is your wonder." Maybe he's saying the same thing to both you and me.