Offbeat Spirituality

When I was a child I listened to my mother She taught me how to walk and talk Above all, how to create a good thought. I believed in nature Made it my best friend I played with my dog Which I thought to be godsend Now that I am grown The innocence has flown The mind has developed It’s easy to make it corrupt From pure to defensive It forgets to be festive I was taught the dream of compassion Somehow it became weaken Not anymore, I tell myself I am going to lead by example The world is hard and cold But then I have good friends to hold It’s time to wake up the purity inside That’ll help me when things go wild This moment I am not going to subside ‘Coz now I know, I am God’s most beautiful child This just came to my mind this morning. If a writing professional is what you seek, please visit Writing Routes . Chao. Nitima