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THE TRUTH ABOUT...CHILDREN by Cécile Correa

THE TRUTH ABOUT… CHILDREN 


When your tree is fortunate enough to bear fruit, 
your labor does not cease once you have delivered 
those sweet lives into this world.

At that moment, you are assigned to lead your brood
not just through their stages of growth but way beyond,
as your labor only ends with the end of your life

But while they mature under your caring love, 
they must bite into the sweetness of your own existence 
so theirs can be whole, to appreciate the juiciness of life, 

And while their roots must grow under your care, 
the pot you nestled them in their first days 
must be removed so they can grow without limitation.

Allow them to explore the wild and the soil of life,
and while you continue to guide them into the wilderness
do not let them fall into the traps you once fell into,

Those deep holes where you have encountered 
the hostile darkness and lingering bitterness 
that robbed you too soon of your juvenile spirit.  

Become instead the guardian of their rawness 
and their innocent thirst for life will blossom,
ripening a loving foundation for the world to cultivate. 

The truth about children?

They are sweet beings who revive the sweetness of life. 
They live now, in the present moment, 
unaware of the days yet to come.

They are small beings expressing emotions 
with such truthfulness that they remind you 
of the freedom that comes from expressing yourself 

So while you train them to survive life’s deforestation, 
they are actually teaching you that their loving, innocent nature
is the organic way to overcome this inhumane movement 

For they have both the necessary energy and the will to do so
when you allow their virgin spirit to thrive, 
and preserve the sweet nature they brought into this world.

Photo by the author 

Cécile CorreaBorn in la Côte d'Azur in the south of France, and is originally from Guinea-Bissau, Cécile now lives in Singapore, with her husband and their children. Writing is her passion since she was little and has written countless poems, along with few movie scenarios. She is the author of the upcoming Book, "The Truth About..." which is a composition of 52 spirituals poems for Personnel Development. She believes in the power of love and believes in the force that lies within every single one of us. Her aim is to help everyone harness this power so they can achieve their deepest dreams. Her favorite phrase is “La Vie Est Belle”. Because it really is. Connect with Cecile via her website here. 

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