Address the child in you
And uncover the playground of Life
And I will do the same
For living isn't meant to be this arduous thing
That we need run from, fight with or figure out
Life is sweet and precious and true
A game to be played, yes
Yet not in order to win
Or that another can lose
Not this life that I know to be true
Not this truth that I know to be You
Life is Beauty
Within
Extending "out"
Our Home
For which we never need shout
Just to settle down a bit and be still
Just to Be
This is what's called upon us to "do"
To Hear and Feel and See
To Be
The Beauty
So we may lovingly honor and serve
The Reality
Of All upon, including
Our Holy Mother, the Earth
miguel:)