Feel the stillness of the night,
Crickets humming in unison to soothe your senses,
The summer night breeze gently hugging your body,
The moon shining down on you with its calming soft light,
All the beautiful little creatures tucking themselves into sleep,
Quieting themselves with their little ones,
Fireflies silently dancing by,
Touching the night with their brilliance,
Making you smile,
Touching your heart,
Illuminating your soul,
Let these senses bring you back to childhood days of wonder,
Discovery,
Joy,
Where magic swam in the air and your imagination,
Told you anything and everything was possible,
Fall into the sounds and senses that fueled your world,
Made it grandiose and bold,
Made it adventurous and fun,
Surrounding you in vivacious colorful energy,
Where every day held new wondrous discoveries,
Exploration was always perfectly natural and play was the focus of all your days,
Remember all the forts you made,
Many adventures from your books that came to life,
The superhero of your world that lit you up,
And who you told everyone you wanted to be when you were older,
Fall into the scent of fresh cut grass,
And a just washed towel wrapped around you after a swim,
Your hair and skin smelling like summer and sunshine,
Remember your imagination having no limits,
Or any piece of fabric could transform you into something or someone else,
Mythical creatures boldly existed in all their glory,
A stick could be a magic wand or an instrument to lead a symphony,
Remember creating and coloring and dreaming,
Being messy,
Having dirty knees,
Being blissfully happy,
Running for the sake of running,
Running to water,
Always running to water,
Unabashedly dancing with everybody watching,
Remember being quiet,
Being loud,
Honoring all your moods without a care,
Without a thought,
Sleeping when your body told you it needed rest,
For as long as that might be,
Wherever that might be,
You are focused on the present,
In the present game,
In the present depths of your imagination,
Just being,
Without having to think,
Just being,
You are still in this beautiful world of your creation,
The child of an endless summer,
Where freedom shines and crickets sing,
The fireflies dance,
And everything is possible,
It still exists,
Beckoning you to visit,
Fall into the gentle power around you,
Listen to the night sky,
And remember who you are.
