Through Childlike Eyes

Through Childlike Eyes
By Savaslas Lofton
c.2008

Imagine your world through the eyes of a child,
Untouched, untainted, unharmed by the world’s system of thought and belief.
Imagine your world without heartache, grief, disappointment, fear of what others could ever do or say to you,
Even what they think of you.
I find as life continues, many search for the path back to normalcy when beauty and playfulness had its place,
Back to a time where the meaning of hatred, discrimination, sex, abuse had neither meaning nor definition.
It was a time of pureness of heart,
A time when the senses were, heighten by beautiful colors of nature,
Remember the place?
It appears into adulthood that someway, somehow we find ourselves on the other side of the looking glass,
Rain sliding down the window pain,
Wanting to break free to a world we’ve only experienced once.
Through childlike eyes,
Yes, I remember.
I remember when I see the child swinging or playing on the monkey bars in the park, with a face that glows like the noonday sun,
I remember when I look into the sparkling of a baby’s eyes as he smile intrinsically searching for the words to say instead of “goo-goo” or “ga-ga”,
I remember when I see my five-year-old son run free without concern; the dangers this world contains,
I only pray he remains protected.
Through childlike eyes,
We strive,
At times tired of surviving,
Trying to stay alive instead of being who we are in a world that desires for us to be otherwise.