Childhood Wishes

I love the stars…the moon…the sun…the clouds…the wind…the flowers…the sea. When I was growing up they were all mysterious…and special to me. There was a time within my youth…from all of these my wishes stemmed an innocent time…not so long ago, when I wished that I could be them. But the wishes of a child are capricious…innocent…impulsive…not complex and those wishes changed quite easily…from one wish to the next. My first wish was to be a star. I loved the way they shined…but that was over soon. "Why be a star, " I thought to myself, "when I could be the moon! " I loved the moon but she spends all her time in darkness and I thought, ‘that wouldn't be very much fun.' "I no longer wish to be the moon." I announced. "I'd much rather be the sun! " As much as I loved the sun, she's too hot and up there, I imagined, no air conditioning's allowed…. "I no longer wish to be the sun." I exclaimed. "I'd rather be a cloud." And though I loved the clouds… they don't control their flight as they soar across the sky. which made me wonder if that could be the cause…the reason that clouds cry. As I continued making wishes to be the wind…the flowers…the sea I began to wonder if any of these…ever wished they could be me. If any of these wonders of nature…on the land below or the sky above has a mind…a heart…a soul…has the ability to love. Which made me think I must be pretty special… to be able to wish…to dream…to hold on to a fantasy…. and so my final wish was to be happy… as I continue being me.