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Calling to the Child Within
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Within a tree awash with song,
the branches tremble, bright and strong.
Each bird proclaims its radiant verse,
in a soaring chorale, the winds disperse.
You answer back; your voice takes flight.
A child again, in humbled light.
The chains of age fall loose, unbound.
Play returns with a joy profound.
A child’s world is tame with acclaim.
For everything there is a joyful game.
Imagination ignites and flies.
A world reborn through child-like eyes.
A stick becomes a gleaming sword,
a castle in the sand much adored.
A box, a ship with sails unfurled,
Has pirates laughing in jolly roger world.
A puddle swells to oceans wide.
A feather drifts where dreams abide.
Each pebble hums; each breeze takes wing.
As laughter crowns the Earth in flight.
Imagination is what turns the key,
opening doors to pure simplicity.
It calls the child to rise and show,
the joy that makes our spirits glow.
Summon the child within by name.
To dream, to sing, to rekindle the flame,
in a way, that you'll never be the same.
Becoming a child again, at play in the frame.
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