3 Poems About Loving Our Inner Child: Transformational Poetry for the Spiritual Soul
“Dancing the Night Away”, “Father to the Child Within”, “The Light of Love” plus: “The Sacred Serenity of Nature”
JOURNEY OF THE HEART # 27 Monday March 13, 2023
Photo Credit: Nyima Fitzmaurice
DANCING THE NIGHT AWAY On a visit with my children, One of them suggested that we go to the skating rink I had never in my life even thought of skating, For secretly, I was always fearful of falling But when everyone else shouted in enthusiasm,” YES!”, I reluctantly agreed and we drove to the place. The lady behind the counter gave each of us a pair of skates, And when I put them on, my feet began to roll. The girls and my beloved danced and swooped in Swaying cadence and easy mastery of rolling wheels. I pulled myself along the wall on quivering legs, Tumbling into a heap, but unhurt by the falls. Everyone tried to teach me how to skate, But it was hard for me to concentrate. I kept on keeping on until I could roll As long as I held onto the rail, Then I let the rail go, and could flow a little while, Until a fearful thought came to mind. All afternoon, as the others gracefully played, I fell and stepped and stopped and clung to the wall. I felt humble and vulnerable, like I was as a Little boy trying to play baseball with fumbling hands. The ridicule I experienced from other boys then Came to the surface now as a I fell again and again. But I knew my inner child needed victory over my fear— To have healing now from all those past “failures”. So, last night, my beloved and I had the same thought to Go to our local skating rink to face the fear and try again. I sweat in terror as I strapped on the skates and Surveyed the nearly empty sky blue skating floor. I affirmed to myself that my body and mind were Now coming into alignment to learn this skating skill I gently declared to myself that tonight was the night I would get into the true flow that mastering anything requires I resolved to drop my fears as they were rising up And release all the tightness in body and mind And seek balance in the sway and feel Of ever rolling silver wheels. I watched a little boy teaching himself By walking around the edge of the rink until He had learned to roll and then pushed Away from the wall onto the open floor. I took off sweaters and undershirts, Sweating in the effort to loosen up, Until suddenly I did and had a wonder filled time As I swooped and flew by myself until I fell again, with a tumbling crash caused By greater speed, but this time, I rose up knowing I CAN DO IT, I CAN FLY and I am learning it now! And I did, as I danced the rest of the night away. October 14, 1992
Photo Credit: Chinmayan
FATHER TO THE CHILD WITHIN These big rubber boats are clunky And make me feel like a Grown up man with many burdens. The little kid inside of me Wants to throw off all shoes And run barefoot down to the creek, But I have work to do And need the protection and Traction that these deep notched soles Provide on still wet trails. As I do the chores of Cutting wood and carrying water, My inner little boy begs and pleads For us to stop working and go play. Like a good father to the child within, I promise that when these tasks Are done, we will get our dog From his pen and Hike down the ravine To the raging creek below, Just to stand and watch All that water tumbling Over the falls and Down the canyon’s spree On it’s ragged journey To the distant sea… And I will wear these Bug clunky boots with The deep notched soles, So that my feet May surely tread down to The roaring water’s edge And come safely home again. November 19, 1989
Photo Credit: Chinmayan
THE LIGHT OF LOVE There is no wound or pain That I need to entertain With a hurting mind Or that I can allow To take precedence Over my heart. There is no problem, No path, no situation, No fear or anything else that Cannot be illuminated by The light of love. When I pay attention It is clear to see I am being trained daily By life to learn This one simple lesson— Love is the power, the path And the true destination… In Love alone, I find the answer To all of life’s burning questions. In Love alone, I find my way Back to heart’s eternal home. November 19, 1992
Photo Credit: Nyima Fitzmaurice
The Sacred Serenity of Nature Being in Nature’s beauty, Far from the hand or sound of man Or even in your own backyard, Where the bees, birds and butterflies fly free Is the perfect time and place To simply be here now In the sweet flow of these Very present moments and Let your heart, mind and soul Be fed, restored and soothed In the sacred serenity Of this natural world.
Photo Credit: Still Mountain Meditation Center
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