Something we hold in our heart
has more worth than what’s held in the hand.
Flashback to days on the seashore
building our castles of sand.
Playing-out dreams in the sunshine,
touching the Earth with our hands
and with fingers as scoops of sensation,
sifting the warm sea-washed sand.
A happy remembrance of childhood
can swing us back into the Light.
Our heart holds the key of simplicity,
kept beautifully polished and bright and
turning the key with the hands of a child,
can uncover once more pure delight!
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