Resurrection
There's a feeling of loss inside
of a childhood's vivid stride.
There's a healing that needs to shine
on whatever killed its vibe.
Remembering an infinite joy,
remembering a smiling boy.
A boy present in every moment,
garbed in Universe's garment.
But somewhere, sometimes he got lost
in fear and lack of loving host.
Today I feel what it has cost
escaping that which hurt the most.
The loss I feel so deep inside
from which I cannot ever hide.
It's time to let my love revive
wondrous childhood's vivid stride.
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