Ode to Luke 18:17

Blessed be the childlike curiosity
that looks up into the sky
as a V-formation of geese soars overhead,
or
asks unending questions while fishing beside a riverbed.
Trapped in the concern
of paying the bills
or
fixing the world,
my childlike curiosity
silently screams to be unbound,
while longing for the Kingdom of God to be found.

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