Innocence

I was once innocent
Ran freely through meadows
Bare feet tickled by flowers
Daisy chains and four-leaf clovers my
Diversions

But the land of my amusement
Is becoming barren
Choked out by weeds of numbing
I choose artificial ease and
Comfort

I’m losing my way
Forfeiting precious joy
Trading freedom for illusions of relief
I’ve finally had
Enough

Shoes and socks come off
Toes wiggle in dew-tipped grass
Sun heats my freckled forearms
And delight begins
Anew

There is a societal pull to opt for numbing distractions over genuine feeling. But life is much, much richer when deeply experienced in its entirety. Live simply, but live fully.