The mind of a child

Was recently traveling in train (awfully boring journey), and I wanted to catch a glimpse of a human face. I couldn't have asked for more, like fresh sunshine, I saw a child with a smile.

What is it like, to have

a mind of a child?

What hidden treasures of Atlantis

are there to find?

This mind never ceases to wonder

The bounty of all thats over and under

There are very few rich wellsprings

Than that, of a mind of a child.

Reality is, but situational

Imagination, so accessible

The king and keeper of its realm

Is the mind of a child.

Even esoterics sung the fable

To retrieve the unretrievable

What one really needs to have

Is the mind of a child.

To have life in sinew

To paint the dreams anew

All the world needs

Is the mind of a child.

In this world, unfathomable

There are few things as simple

As that of,

The mind of a child.