Wednesday 28 May 2014

young again


he wandered
           on the rugged shore as,

                     in the ancient sky,

                                   cloud castles 
                                        bloomed
                                                  majestic as, 
                                                                   sandpipers
                                                                               darted
                                                                                          by.

           the music
      of the shushing waves
                            sung soft as lullabies.


                                          and LIFE was bright
                                                             and new, once more,
 
                                                                                  seen

                                                                                               THROUGH

                                                                                                            THAT CHILD’S EYES.
note:  the prompt from Poetry Jam, this week, is age, aged and aging.
  
photos:  Barnet Marine Park, Burnaby, BC - H. Bourke

© 2014 Wendy Bourke

13 comments:

  1. Yes, the best way to regain young eyes is to wander with a child. Loved this, and the photos.

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  2. We certainly see life differently from a child's perspective. I find you have captured their pristine outlook on life very convincingly.

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  3. Very nice. Really a happy read and I like the way it flows with the rhyme. Also I like the photos very much.

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  4. The innocent view a child sees through his eyes:)

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  5. We all need to see life through the eyes of a child. Life is a beautiful adventure that goes so quickly and needs to be cherished. I love what you have captured in this.

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  6. its cool to find your childs eyes once more...to see as we once saw...and maybe even taste it a bit in rebuilding those castles.....smiles...

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  7. Ah, I have felt the feelings you have expressed in your poem, Wendy. No greater joy than enjoying the simple things of life through a child's eyes. As wonderful now as it was back 'then.' Maybe even more so as we appreciate it more.

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  8. Every ounce of Grandmother love and pride is evident in your beautiful poem ...

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  9. Oh yes...yes. Lovely...what wonderful photos too.

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  10. Those young eyes sees thing so different.. And just maybe we don't even allow ourselves to be curious..

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  11. Wendy, thank you for the light :-) the photos alone made me smile, the poem lifted my heart. Wonderful :-)

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  12. Looking at the young children that carry us forward into the future truly makes us comprehend the purpose of life and its unending cycle. Beautifully written, Wendy.

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