Come Back, Come Back, All Is Forgiven
You are like the first unaware ripple, caused from the anonymous hand dropping a pebble in the pool of human consciousness.
Screaming forth from the beginning, dancing into a seemingly new world, unaware of interference or other plans.
You experience your first collisions with other ripples. You perceive some of these outcomes as positive and some not. Do you even know who you are yet?
Onward you continue somehow, in someway; charging forth. Conscious sometimes and unconscious others.
Sometime, someday you wonder at your 'progress' and conceive another way. Perhaps dim at first but causing that thirst... the one that just doesn't go away.
You search and you seek, no where do you find that drink of knowledge or taste of experience that satisfies in all ways and scratches that itch.
Yet as you roll in this pond and clash, collide and hug other ripples you cannot help but come to realize what you are.
Successfully seeing yourself as that, opens that door a little more; to let in the sense that all those accidents and things that derailed your plans, were perhaps pieces of a plan with a larger design.
As all these things gel and wash over your knowingness, you consider some routes that were not contemplated before.
If you are a ripple and running always forward in the pond, what if you go backwards to where you begun?
What if there is something to learn from a time being young, when rules were for adults and mud pies were fun?
Perhaps wisdom has a sense of humour when it chooses to hide, in the child inside? And yet here you run, run, run with that seemingly ever changing tide.
Rise above the waves, see where you've been, give your-self credit and play with your child within.
