"Discovery" by Paula P.
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When I was little, I suppose,
Chewing fingers or sucking toes
Had the charm of distant seas,
Full of knowledge, sport, and ease.
Then we learn as we grow up,
And have in hand a half-filled cup,
That foreign lands can pique and please
Like pretty girls who flirt and tease.
What we discover and desire
Can raise us up until much higher
Than birds aloft we climb, intense
And lifted with love by every sense.
Yet as we age, our comfort zone
May shrink so small we’re left alone
To question eternally where we’ll reside -
In glorious light or darker side?
~ Sometimes Sophia
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