sustain (into a child)

High above the ground,
Small feet dangling over,
Seated, waiting, at rest,
Every need known and attended.

Worry a word unknown,
Trust a natural choice,
For before my asking even,
Each meal, each garment given.

But with time and childish things to lose,
Did growing up mistake the childlike ways to include?
As anxiety would rule my thoughts,
Me, the master of my destiny,
If only destiny had been told to cooperate.

So, as older and older I am,
There is less and less I can,
And clearer and brighter my eyes do see.
For every breath, every step and more,
Is the path You open to lay out,
While others I'd taken for granted You close away.
In every part, my life You sustain,
Raising, growing me into a child again.

sč
Singapore, October 23rd, 2007