forgotten wisdom of children

Glistening sunlight, a warm breeze and the smell of freshly cut grass. You raise your eyes. The forest, the field and the river seem like something from another world. A scurrying in the undergrowth. An enchanted creature? You run, you stumble, you fall, you pick yourself up. You laugh. The world is a play of colors. Where are you? What time is it? What are you up to? A call from afar. Your name. Time for dinner. All this may seem like a fever dream as you sit here reading these words. Isn't that telling? We've come a long way as adults, but what wouldn't we give to feel like children again? I invite you back to a time when we knew truths that we miss today.