The Gift of Childhood

An Endless Sea

In front of me

An endless sea

Flows as far as the eye can see

Filled with movement, beauty and grace

Yet tears flow freely down my face

For on these rocks my feet must be

Clearing blocks so the source is free 

To flow into this glorious sea

To change its depths and every place

In front of me

I wish I could jump in this sea

And give all of my energy

To finding pearls in the darkest space

And into hearts of children place

The tools to recognize the sea

In front of me