Look over there
Can you see it?
pink and beautiful
blooming and bountiful
Do you see it?
Over there on the median
That grass looks so comfortable
soft and green
inviting and breathing
a respite from the frenzy of our lives
Let's go over
Danger? I see no danger
I see only beauty
I see simplicity, an innocence in spring.
And it draws me - in a peaceful way
Did you lose your innocence?
Did you drop it somewhere, back there
too busy to stop and put it back
too late to look for it again?
so innocent and pure
knowing nothing of politics or economics
critics or cynics
It blooms for itself - and itself only
And being true to itself, it has a thousand friends
I'm going to take this little flower with me.
Plucking it carefully, I stick it into my shirt, over my heart, and tap it knowingly:
We know better now, don't we.
I look back at the field once more
If I ever lose my innocence again
I know God will pick it up, and keep it safe for me
Until I decide to return