To See the World as Children See

O but if stones could fly
Would I wonder at them in the sky
Have I lost all mystery
To see the world as children see

To see the world as children see
And from a death to rise again
A certain death secures the soul
Of he who knows from which he's born

In the desire to contemplate the All
And return to the silence of God
There begins the little way
Found within each common day