Childhood – Between Heaven and Earth

I bathe my sight in heavenly light!
I was a child
The winding world is spinning clouds
Towards my child steps
I run, I creep from the eyes of the spinner;
I turn to right, the sky’s following me.
I turn to left, it’s still following me.
It scares me…and I laugh!
I was a child.
Through my laughter
The reel spins light
That took the shape o Christ –
I become Him
I pour myself
On vales and mountains
I quiet
The troubled waves
Even the steps of the heavenly smokes
For the joy of light that I feel
I don’t understand
It is struggling in my chest
But in hers
As the leaf hugs
The wine’s sap
Feeling it in the innocent fruit.
I’m still a child
With agapian locks.