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You cannot find him in books or Scriptures, he resides in a place beyond your sight.

Remove all the masks you wear and look inward, to see the real you, unmasked.
Once your sight adjusts to the light radiating from the real you.
As you search with newfound sight, you might see a glimpse of him, somewhere in the twilight.
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Modern Childhood
I need, glasses to figure out what's in front of me.
But with closed eyes, I can see my childhood flashing before me.
At times, I need the GPS to get back home
yet I still remember the criss-cross lanes
behind my childhood home.
The trees I climbed, the friends I teased,
the fall that broke my knee.
Dirty hands, soiled clothes, stain on my face all was allowed.
Parents were bothered, only how much marks I got and not how much time I spent, with my nose in an open book.
These memories come to me strongly, as I watch my children, play on artificial grass, monkey bars, and iron slides to match.
Hands clean and sanitized nails cut and hair properly dressed.
A tear somewhere at the corner of my eyes as I sadden, thinking of the magic my children and the child of today are missing out.
I still need glasses.