This prompt or others very much alike keep turning up. I’m bored with it, one can’t just keep being inspired by the same trite question. Then I was inspired to write something by someone, another blogger, a friend had written me, Bizarrely it actually fits todays prompt in a surreal sort of way.
So what you read now, is not something made up on the spur of the moment, but a truth, a flow of consciousness, my heart.

Oh Sweet Child.

Oh sweet child, that calls yourself humanity, you have a longing for growth that’s bordering on insanity. Stay still my child find love just where you are, you’re in a beautiful garden find the fountain, it’s not far.
Once you’ve found the fountain, drink of its wisdom and knowledge, no more self gratification, no more for greed you’ll forage. Once your eyes are bathed in the fountains purifying water you will be part of the world, no longer just a squatter.
Your toys can be put away, all false gods laid aside, there’s a beautiful world awaiting, after the turning of the tide.

This I am proud of, all words Meadowhead Bard.