Your writing is always good, and this is no exception. I love this piece, it's a therapuetic type of write. We, as little children, are humble and meek and innocent. what happened to those days? i know sometimes I go; man, i remember when i made frends with anyone, i didn't worry, judge, get parnoid, i was just me, and had fun with life. sometimes we have to embrace ourselves with that young spirit, and be, well, young again.
thank you for writing this. it brought a part of my spirit to see the light, i enjoyed it
Jenn, your poem speaks volumes to me, as i am trying to live the message of your poem. Sadly, it is one of the hardest spiritual journeys, a person can undertake. Remembering the past is just past and we can move beyond it, into the present and the future. Wishing you well, in that journey. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Wow.. I saw the Spirit of God speaking gently into your spirit and reminding you of a time when things were not so difficult as they seem to be now. And at the same time reminding you that things can be that way again if you just walk with Him..
amazing, appealing, very personal, thank you for sharing!
i love the concept of innocence! the fact (to me) is that we all have ourselves in many stages of our lives locked up in side us!
why cant we just feel it and let ourselves go... let it out... have faith in our selves, the sides of us we never experienced!
absolutely stunning, heartfelt. soft, and beautifully sentimental, I loved it, particularly the analogies that create the spiritual promising of a brighter future, keep up the brilliant work!
This captures perfectly that moment I sometimes have in the morning when you're almost surprised at seeing your own face, as if your inner child never aged and never gained the confidence one has as an adult. You get that moment of literal and metaphoric self-reflection perfectly. Good stuff.
I write from my heart. I follow my instinct. I live impulsively. I never feel like my feet are firmly grounded as I am a free spirit. I am a very intuitive person, sometimes to the point it hurts .. more..