The Tenants of Our Hearts

Innocence personified.
Bubbling and laughing at nothing, anything, everything
Gurgling and swerving at imagined toys
How can anything be more precious?

Ever so dependent on the aid of others
Yet the secret of healing lies within them
For those matters of heart and mind
And trust and personality,
The Nature of humans at its purest

You never stop being one
No matter the distance 
         or the time
Or your manner 
         or your thoughts
At the core of your heart
         and mind
All is as it was when you were a child
As, deep inside, 
         that is exactly what you are:
A bubbling, laughing, gurgling, swerving 
Human.
Child.