Innocence

Once I knew to laugh with the abandonment of youth; unmindful of shocked gasps and disapproving glares. Joy and merriment the wings underneath my laughter. For the sublime buoyancy laughter gave my soul, I laughed. My laughter rivaled the mocking bird and the nightingales’ songs, the preening peacock and the soulful dove! I laughed only as laughter was made to be laughed. Once I knew to cry with the soulfulness of babies; unbothered by the harassed looks of parents and bystanders Pain and sorrow the momentum upon which my cries were bore. For the cleansing balm crying did to my soul, I cried. My cries rivaled the African wailing mourners and dirges, the screeching prison sirens and booming thunder! I cried only as crying was made to be cried. Once I knew to trust with the faith of a newborn baby; regardless of the worth of the belief. Devotion and commitment shining beacons of my trust. For the confidence and steadfastness of beliefs, I trusted. My trust rivaled the faith of the Christian prophets , the unshakable trust of Christ in God and His disciples! I trusted only as trust was made to be trusted. Once I knew to love with the passion of God; blind to the failings of my love. Adoration and dedication the wheels that pushed my love. For the enthusiasm and commitment of passion, I loved. My love rivaled love as portrayed in Song of Solomon, love that made God send His only Son to Death! I loved only as love was made to be loved.