The Eyes Of A Child

J Jim Yerman Jim Yerman
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He went to the mountaintop looking for answers He had never been there before. He went to the mountaintop looking for answers for wisdom…for knowledge…for lore. When he reached the top he sought out the wise one… "What can you tell me? " he said to her with a bow. "If you please… I am looking for answers, about the best way to live…and how." "With kindness and compassion is the best way to live." As she said this the wise one came closer and smiled… "And the best way to discover the wisdom you seek is to look through the eyes of a child." "But I no longer have the eyes of a child." He said. I'd like to go back…but I don't think I can… I have grown up…I am older…I've matured.. My eyes are the eyes of a man…" "It's true you are grown now." the wise one said, "You can't go back to who you used to be but the eyes of your child are still in there every now and then…step aside…let them see."

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