A chance voice early in the morning... singing bright and rapturous,yeilding to a child's expectancy of a beautiful day

i was touched

i felt strange yet glad for it had wakened the child within me .

i remembered ...

the carefree days of laughter
an abandon of believing you knew everything
the intoxicating headiness of being in one's prime...
the confusion of not knowing what to do with one's
capacity to do things
a feeling akin to the bird and the bees
A yearning for the world that awaits the arrival of great
human being
A marked ambition to prove something to anyone
and above all being in the vibrant reach of GOD

Its great to be young again!