there is this soft
perfect
innocence
that only
children
and animals
possess
if i could capture
only a moment more of that
before i was corrupted
by the very moments of life
i would
i would bottle it
and sell it
so that everyone
could once again
know what it feels like
to be cared for
and loved so unconditionally
so everyone would have a brief moment
to realize
that there is still good in this world
beneath the tarnish
and rust
and stains
that reisde on the surface
there is purity
and beauty
and something new
just wanting to take shape
and one day soon
i hope
we will see that
even without a dime store bottle
of perfume
that beneath the rubble
and out of the ashes
something wonderful will rise
and innocence and purity
will be valued
more than the baubles
that currently set our hearts a flutter