The Childhood Paradigm

Forgetting the numbering days that fly toward the walls Mind catching strange fractions of space Nose against the desk while daydreaming about running free While our brains search for an essence of a mind frame And the light from two sides pleads for its spotlight We all remember these days Where the grass tickled our feet and the soil nurtured it The apple tree's danced with limbs that climbed them And as the sun hid behind the hills We stopped and contained the day into words While the mosquitoes left love bites on our necks Pocket-fulls of insects that suffered against our legs As the shadows grew taller we found ourselves home The warm nature of the dinner table while smells kissed our noses And as our inner being switched back on we drew lifes promises Catching every last speck of the evidence of happiness Like music we played to eachothers rhythms While the night soaked up the day we stroked the stars as they flew by The moon stepped aside and left the clouds As the poison of the night was blown away by the evening breeze We spoke beside the fire that fuelled the sky Like inside a snow globe we watched the world move around us The fire took us on journeys through channelled minds Speaking without words but speaking with our eyes Stealing the atmosphere we instructed the galaxy And while the warmth of the fire seeped into our skins We released our tied down souls into the night As the years went on we lost track of what was real Our busy lives drowned out our free spirits Taking freedom and containing it into aged bodies Breaking the code we once vowed to never fight against.