RESUME

I’m like a child in a garden
Looking for the beautiful little rocks
I lay on the grass and look at the sky
and I see the clouds drawing designs
and see bunnies, teddy bears and a face that look like Santa Claus.

I'm like a child that follow the ants to the nest
and I'm seeing how they live, what they doing and in my child's innocence,

 I imagine myself in their world and

Each clod becomes a great mountain to be overcome.

I leave the ants and I turn to enjoy the flowers
Their colors and designs are magnificent
Their perfume spread through the air
of the feeling of pure freshness

I am still a child and mountains challenge me
I think they are just hills, but for my size seems insurmountable,

but they are telling me: come, go!

Try, climb a few feet up and feel victorious.
Slip. Wrong track. I'm on the ground again. 
Tears...

There’s no problem. I can do it again and again.

Doesn’t matter because I can lift up many times I need

I’m like a child...

And now, it’s that I’m doing…

Trying again, maybe like a innocent child.