Yes indeed I treasured swimming, also fishing then investigating all kinds of many interesting things I found, while rolling over in the graceful clover, and bravely climbing through the grey caves.
So needing things to change here are some more questions you need to answer today.
Does dying inside mean we can no longer be alive?
Does growing up mean we will never chase butterflies, fish, or swim?
Does losing our soul to the world.... since we will no longer allow ourselves to play, pray, praise, run, be happy, wild, free, or dream.....mean that summer sunrises are just a waste of time?
Bottom line. While drowning in the sinful fearful tears of the night... no longer seeing the Son-light.... have we forever lost our inner child?