“getting to know itself”
do you remember
this flavor of youth
when all was interesting?
when worlds could be found
in a puddle and anything
could become wondrous
when curiosity
gave wings to our days
we were playful experimenters
asking endless questions
keenly alive
still free
of opinions
open and innocent
schooling and culture
dampened this bright flame
yet are the slumbering
embers not worth protecting?
is curiosity not life
getting to know itself
through our hearts
