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courage to share with others ideas., Freedom to create and explore concepts., Pinterest photo- Magic and Mysteries., poetry by Henry Van Dyke., Purity of thoughts, Quote from Yu/stan/kema.
When to the garden of untroubled thought
I came of late, and saw the open door,
And wished again to enter, and explore
The sweet, wild ways with stainless bloom inwrought,
And bowers of innocence with beauty fraught,
It seemed some purer voice must speak before
I dared to tread that garden loved of yore,
That Eden lost unknown and found unsought.
Then just within the gate I saw a child,-
A stranger-child, yet to my heart most dear;
He held his hands to me, and softly smiled
With eyes that knew no shade of sin or fear:
“Come in,” he said, “and play awhile with me;
I am the little child you used to be.”
-HENRY VAN DYKE-
“Too soon we leave our childhood behind. A time when thoughts were pure and untainted with misconceptions or influence; when ideas were unfettered and free to roam; and our spirits were wild and unafraid to speak our truth.
With adulthood, our creativity suffers and we set boundaries on what we can and cannot share. Our fear holds us hostage and causes anxiety. So we yearn to return to a time when we stretched out on our backs and let our minds fly free to explore worlds not yet tamed. We miss that child who experienced the world with such delight and felt peace.” Yu/stan/kema.
Very lovely, true, and heart-felt. It gave me goosebumps, the kind you get when an emotional cord is touched in one’s heart.
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Reblogged this on K. D. Dowdall and commented:
This simple, yet complex poem, played on my heart-strings, because it is so true.
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“I’m the little child you used to be.” My goodness! Beautiful poem.
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