Peter Pan Was Right

I still remember the feeling of looking in your eyes and trying with all my might to stop that goofy smile from taking over my face. yeah, I was in love. Now, wonders if I'll ever feel that beauty again flood my mind. Whats on your mind? I tried to love you selflessly, putting myself 2nd to everything. Im sure your heart has far moved on but me, oh this wild heart of mine, the capacity it hs to dream is risky.

There has been a seed planted inside of me. deep deep down it has been placed. It waits patiently, yet reminds the host that its still there. Every bit of trust, love, of dreams that try to die away get stuck by that seed and feed its need. There are times where it doesnt get fed for quite awhile, times where even IT starts to wonder. Sometimes the host becomes tired, tired of dreaming. Oh ye of little faith where has your innocence gone? have you lost your wonder? Wonder, that is something you will never take from me, im sorry.

I still believe in you. i believe you are worth fighting for, or waiting for. How, they ask me. They smile and shake their heads wondering if she'll ever grow up. She's not very strong, but she believes. She believes in the one whose heart is full of splendor and Glory. She believes the one whose hand paints every sky is the same hand that moves the wind within her heart to dream and love. Those are the hands she rests in.

She escapes from the world and runs to the one who loves her and sits anxiously at His feet, waiting for the new dream, beauty and adventure that He will breath into her. She knows the secret to all this. the secret of the innocence and wonder inside a child. A child who has the amazing ability to simply trust and rest.

So go ahead and shake your heads. Smile and hug her out of pity and pain of her poor ignorance. I promise you she is ok. I really am ok.