Early Morning Meditation: The way we were. Double dutch. Dance battles. Hopscotch. Hide & Seek. Running til the street lights came on and mama called us in from the screen door. Smelling like outside...trying to catch our breath as we parted ways til tomorrows folly. Children had innocence and curiosity...we loved the smell of grass and thought dandelions were magic as they turned white in due season. We would blow pollen in each others faces while trying to surgically remove the lightning from lightning bugs. I can still hear laughter in my minds eye and the sound of patent leather shoes and converse sneakers frolicking up and down the sidewalk..in the hood...my hood. Video games and virtual exercise now cause ones heart to race...the pitter patter of little feet on computer screens have replaced real play and the only thing moving in a room full of children are arrow buttons on tiny consoles. I want that old thing back. Thinkers, not zombies. Children, not pawns for violence. Parents, not workaholics. Teachers, not babysitters. I long for that time of old when things were still sacred. I long for peace and love among children and families. I pray.
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 11:44:00 +0000
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