The realm of a child

I wandered into the realm of a child
a mind with learning I thought was mild
surprised I was at the wisdom I found
with pleasure and surprise I was abound

She had written with a fleeting pen
with the ink of experience and understanding
on a paper made of the past and the future
grammar, and words , a graceful flow !

So much of knowledge, so much of pain
abundance of love,  but there was no pride
on a  chariot of emotions did she ride
through the  ways of life,  me she did guide

Here I was , thinking I was wise
thought the ways of life had taught me all
my thoughts were narrow , and were shadowed
by the paths I had chosen, and the people I met

But , the realm of the child was pure and pristine
her paths were broad,  and thoughts were open
there was space for love and a niche for wisdom
She was  wiser in ways that I am yet to learn

I have a desire to see if I can
be as able to think as only a  child can
open thoughts , of the sun and fun
happiness for all  and hatred for none .....

Mahesh Laxman

(Inspired by the teen poet gursimran ! she writes so wonderfully well !
God bless )

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