Much too often we lose sight of joy in an effort to look for it. It is everywhere if we just let ourselves feel its different shades.
“Once upon a time there was a…”
No, let’s not start on that tale.
Coz’ you will spin your own web of dreams
In ways that will never fail.
Fail if they did, you will again rise
To face another morn’ with naive surprise.
To laugh at, or with, the world
A choice that will make your life unfurl.
So my darling, sleep your little happy sleep,
And dream your little baby dreams
Soar to where the angels fly,
But know both are real,
…. the humble earth, and the limitless sky …