Narnia

Childhood winter days—
I remember when glistening snow
Turned everything into a magical world.
I walked through the woods
With wide eyes and baited breath
To see Tumnus waiting for me
Just beyond the light of the lamppost.

But now the snow cannot muffle
The blaring horns and thrumming engines,
The clattering of machinery that encroaches.
My Narnia is shrinking.

And I—I have changed too—
My feet sink deeper in the snow
My gaze moves downward
As my mind carries the worries of the day.
I fight
To lift my eyes
To the snow-laden branches.
The magic, the peace and beauty
Cannot touch the heaviness of my heart.

Where has my wonder gone?
I am tied to the earth—tired—
Afraid I will hear Aslan say
I'm too old to go back to Narnia.