Children can easily open the drawer
That lets the spirit rise up and wear
Its favorite costume of
Mirth and laughter
When the mind is consumed with
Remembrance of
The Sacred
Something divine happens to the
Heart
That
Shapes the hand and tongue
And eye into
The word
Love
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ah the children
calves and foals
kittens and puppies
the tiny quail that scurry after their mother
spinning
dancing
playing
cavorting
joy unbound
mirth released
ah the child
that little guy
who free from the grasp of his mother
speeds up the aisle to the front of the sanctuary
where he plops
cookie in hand
grins
and nibbles at the foot of the cross
we are the children of God
called to be childlike (not childish)
called to lay down
our old souls and become young again
in the presence
of the Sacred mother/father
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