When Mind Resonates

It is good to be in touch With the beauty of magic... It's like visiting that childhood Where everything had mystery, And found joy in magic! When eyes widened seeing  The mulberries, and touching Feathers felt wow.. When that line was blurred As imaginations were real, Where we spoke to trees, bees and butterflies... When it rained on request, And wind blew on threats! When angels were on guard, And never were we alone- Even in the groves, Where it was serene secret place... When you trusted in that something That was invisible, But was there, that you felt it! It's good to be logical, But wonderful to be magical! The magic that's innocent, Gleeful, and blanketing... Picture courtesy: https://pin.it/6c3gtCm

Sometimes I forget  That I should be back As a kid… Not that I'm afraid of being old, I don't regret the years passed, And the grey hair appearing. I don't envy the younger- As I have already been there, I don't want to relive that… But again why do we wish That things were constant, Or rather at the status quo! We need to adapt To the change, That's the only constant! Mould yourself for the moment- That you stop searching the cheese That's 'stolen'! Wish to be back as that kid Who forgets the losses, Adapts abruptly to change… Finds the change with curiosity And gleams with a smile! Change is good- Still be you… Picture courtesy: https://pin.it/4exFkTq