Innocence
Once I knew to laugh
with the abandonment of youth;
unmindful of shocked gasps and disapproving glares.
Joy and merriment the wings underneath my laughter.
For the sublime buoyancy laughter gave my soul, I laughed.
My laughter rivaled the mocking bird and the nightingales’ songs,
the preening peacock and the soulful dove!
I laughed only as laughter was made to be laughed.
Once I knew to cry
with the soulfulness of babies;
unbothered by the harassed looks of parents and bystanders
Pain and sorrow the momentum upon which my cries were bore.
For the cleansing balm crying did to my soul, I cried.
My cries rivaled the African wailing mourners and dirges,
the screeching prison sirens and booming thunder!
I cried only as crying was made to be cried.
Once I knew to trust
with the faith of a newborn baby;
regardless of the worth of the belief.
Devotion and commitment shining beacons of my trust.
For the confidence and steadfastness of beliefs, I trusted.
My trust rivaled the faith of the Christian prophets ,
the unshakable trust of Christ in God and His disciples!
I trusted only as trust was made to be trusted.
Once I knew to love
with the passion of God;
blind to the failings of my love.
Adoration and dedication the wheels that pushed my love.
For the enthusiasm and commitment of passion, I loved.
My love rivaled love as portrayed in Song of Solomon,
love that made God send His only Son to Death!
I loved only as love was made to be loved.
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