Look into a child's eyes for therein lies all that we give up when we grow old ~ The lilting dancing gleam of an untainted fire, burning with the desire to explore and uncover all that waits ahead ~ The eagerness for tommorrow that creates the daily pretending to already be there, playing house or soldier or doctor in make believe ~ The complete lack of condemning judgement on those around them just that steady gaze a studying gaze they share as they discover you..awaiting your first words or smile. ~ The incredible innocence and unquestioning faith that is so lovely to behold but so often misused by the evils among us ~ Sparkling, shiny eyes eyes unlined by years or crinkles from countless expressions, of joy and rage, hope and fear, tears and laughter. ~ Children giggle and squeal without inhibitions without worrying about what others might think it is less taxing on flesh ~ Grown adults control emotions scrunching up those muscles and making creases where once soft planes were unmarked and pure ~ We also hide so much behind masks of our own making, disguising what we really mean, even though the false faces are usually so transparent ~ They know that playing relieves stress... something most of us stopped a long time ago. The simple act of doing something silly for no reason at all except to just have fun deletes all the tension that a day brings ~ Imagination is in full bloom in the deep pools of their liquid eyes, swirling around and changing what is normal into magnificent creations ~ We were always and often told to grow up. Perhaps that needs to be re-thought. Perhaps we simply need to grow back what we lost on the journey to here...and become all the better for it .