Scott, Serving Fire Encounter, The Child's Perspective by David Kahn To be born is to see my mother's face, her eyes are my first sky, the smile is the rising sun, the warmth of her holding arms dispels my aloneness, I am at peace. I am at peace. The caress delights, I sense the other. Whenever I touch, I touch love. Whenever they hold me I feel love.
Touch is love, presence is warmth.
To love is to be loved, to learn is to be shown how to love, When I am loved I will love back. When I love back, I learn how to learn. I learn my love. My love learns me. I am the universal child, I am the infant next door whose cry comes across the way, I am the country cousin in the haystack, the urban waif on the streets, the chubby bambino wrapped in Sunday's best, the naked aborigine asleep in the bush, I dress in fiesta colors, or in matching coat and ties, sometimes in a sari, sometimes in a dress - I am the universal child.