Would you understand more below all our noise

in poetry •  8 years ago  (edited)


Imagine if you could make anything fly, having no notion of limits
You lived in our world without knowing the planet
Imagine not understanding money nor caring for it
Would you understand more below all our noise

Imagine discovering you can make up a song or invent the next page in a made up book
Imagine if you could play in the dirt, jump in the puddles and pretend your a duck
Or maybe a frog that eats pancakes with honey or a big noisy truck that has picnics with jelly


Imagine if the insignificant was the best part of your day
And smearing your food was pure expression without the concept of art

Every day you wake up, there is more to find out, things to point at and ask 'what's that'
A great big enchanting world, a place full of wonder
A world bigger than the senses, because you don't have so many filters
It is hard to imagine something so vivid
There is no caps, no descriptions or labels so far
The boring is quite amazing because boring doesn't exist just yet
Would you understand more below all our noise

Imagine if you could be a child again, just for a day.
What would that feel like

What have we lost.   


 - This is a little something I wrote yesterday. It is an ode to my delightfully inquisitive daughters. It can be so challenging raising twins, especially while running a business. I feel overwhelmed at times. It is easy for me to take what they are discovering for granted and not even notice how amazing each day is. Even at two years old, they seem so wise, to have grasped big concepts. Yet everyday the boundaries of their world expands. I learn from them just as they learn from me.

Until next time -  Show love, savor the small and find joy in just about everything. 

xx Isabella

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nice post

^vote^

Great Poetry for great peoples !

This resonated with this post by @stellabelle
https://steemit.com/steemit/@stellabelle/forget-about-the-fucking-money-on-steemit-for-a-second-dedicated-to-klye-who-shook-up-my-brain
... we haven't lost it! It's just hidden.

Is it a drug?
Is it a scam?
No, it's superman!

(the potential here for self-realisation, I think I mean)

.. and lovely poem by the way, I forgot to say.

Beautiful. It's wonderful to find pleasure in the simple things, I think it makes you a calm and happy person.
P.S.
I pretended to be a duck today, I was trying to get a duck to follow me. I will leave it there.

Beautiful!

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