To become like a child
like my child
like I was as a child
before I was ruined
spoiled by trying
when I came unaware of the grease on
my dress and the words I did not
when I came gaping and rude
with inappropriate questions and
when I had no reason to think I
would not be satisfied with
when no part of me thought I should not
crawl right in and make myself at
All this time I expected to wake up
standing in the Presence like someone in the know.
I forgot what I was doing.
Never was that the path.
Never was that the promise.