Every child has known God:
not a God of names, or shapes;
not a God of do’s and don’ts;
not a God of alarming things;
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We have to get back to the garden, back to the source and origin of our existence. The child hasn't forgotten. It's the adults who lose their way! Fine poem, Michael. It gives me much to ponder!
As William said it is of course in adulthood that we lose sight; and in childhood, IMHO, unless indoctrinated, no name/attribution is made. From one who is losing sight, thank you. t x