It’s about time for a new life to see
the world anew
to see through that life
precious and in awe
you see, I’m afraid I have gotten old
not in body but in soul
the beauty which used to make me gasp
hardly makes me turn my head
you see, I’m afraid I have grown accustomed to
soft nights
wind warm and fragrant
changing colors and lines in the sky
it feels too ordinary
I hardly open my eyes
I make things mundane in my head
and forget miracles moments after they happen
I know a life with no magic
is hardly worth another day
I need your new eyes to see
I need your tiny hands open to all the world
every thing will once again be new
I know what you will bring
and I in the whole world will be better for it
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