A
Baby
Carried in his mother's arms
Decided that the grass looked much greener over there
Excited to Explore, to
Frolic, to
Grasp each blade of Grass
Happy to be free of parental restraint
In the delirium of the expansive mind
Jolted alive by new experiences and feelings, flying like a
Kite into the stratosphere,
Leaving us, the elders
Minding our small concerns
Not even noticing the miracle of the ladybug
Or the spider's web
Possibly not even our own amazing humanity, our
Quivering hearts, only in capturing the wonder in his eyes do we
Remember that we, too, are alive
Suspended in this universe of glory and stars,
Traveling through the Milky Way, while
Undulating waves of grain can still be
Visited in the Great Plains, a
World which may seem so distant
eXcept in these baby's eyes,
You can see the world reflected,
Zooming in and out, the world is his oyster.
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