Re-Learning Delight A cast of dark brown covers my thigh I notice as I open my eyes and rise from bed. At first I’m horrified. What grotesque assault has my body suffered during the night? What ugly melanoma is now inhabiting my skin? As I shift, the morning breeze brings the fragrance of Easter bunnies, that sickly sweet aroma. Did I have a wild night? A lover painting my body with chocolate? I would have remembered that. A laugh escapes my serious morning face and I feel the joy of a child’s game a tooth fairy for adults has hidden treasures in my bed. Bits of foil cling to the sheets and there are chocolate highlights on the duvet but I’m not thinking about laundry instead I breathe in the enchantment of a four year old, the wild child with chocolate offerings. Why do children soar with delight, while our adult selves are mired in fight or flight? What thief stole our wonder? And replaced it with fear And how, how did we get here? Re-Learning Delight A cast of dark brown covers my thigh I notice as I open my eyes and rise from bed. At first I’m horrified. What grotesque assault has my body suffered during the night? What ugly melanoma is now inhabiting my skin? As I shift, the morning breeze brings the fragrance of Easter bunnies, that sickly sweet aroma. Did I have a wild night? A lover painting my body with chocolate? I would have remembered that. A laugh escapes my serious morning face and I feel the joy of a child’s game a tooth fairy for adults has hidden treasures in my bed. Bits of foil cling to the sheets and there are chocolate highlights on the duvet but I’m not thinking about laundry instead I breathe in the enchantment of a four year old, the wild child with chocolate offerings. Why do children soar with delight, while our adult selves are mired in fight or flight? What thief stole our wonder? And replaced it with fear And how, how did we get here?