"Childspeak"

A portal

Unlocked, to twirl my way through

superseding all matter of space and time; renders innocence anew.

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A time-travel ride

of lost and found

ignites a thriving mind

and conjures somewhere deep inside- sweet voice

beckoning “return to me within”.

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Grander than a palace,

Fonder than a memory,

Sweeter than a Summer song,

No- this is a becoming, a possessing if you will.

Tapping into that doe-eyed smile from dimpled rose-skin cheeks,

the lips from which peek to whisper “childspeak…”

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Fertile imagination; bright twinkle of play

His eyes light up at pure thought-

muddy puddles, grubby cheeks and outright cheeky deeds,

nestled deep within bedsheets he now remembers fervently-

Neon colours, epic beasts, and long-held future dreams

Out catapults his body from beneath-

high-spirited, full-brimmed of joy

Exploring curiously beyond the veil, teary and wide-eyed at the world.

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Never-mind the changing scene,

for this is a matter of sight unseen

and nothing to acquire,

Often it's (mischievously) hiding there, you see; rooted deep within the soul

Waiting for the opportune moment to strike-

and delightfully, devour whole

a full-grown adult none the wiser.

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Delicate, tip-toed trance

along that mystical silver chord

upon which we daily straddle and perform

-an authentic self emerges.

I ask you this; where does the line truly begin and end

-between cradle unto grave?

How fond it is to relish in this humble parting wish;

to become but a child, boundlessly again.

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