Back then you didn't take on the world's problems
You knew they were there
And set out your worry dolls down on your windowsill at night
Sometimes you were visited by an elf
Who squeezed your hand tight and
Told you bad things.
But you also played
It settled you
At day you explored and refined
At night the worries surfaced
And you knew what to do.
If life is about balance for you
Where is the play now?
~Nikki, The Soul Reporter