Innocence slays

Deacon Greg writes:

St. Paul thrown from his horse can hardly compare with what happens to Simon Cowel in about four minutes…

I think of this child’s singing as a sword of innocence thrust into the psyche a fierce world that has forgotten how sharp and bright is it’s guileless tip.

UPDATE: To clarify my meaning – I listened to that that haunting and unadorned little voice and found it so innocent, so fresh and free of pretense, of cynicism, spin or ego, and it simply made me think…”so that’s what we could be, if we were not so afraid to be vulnerable. If we were not so afraid to be judged, disliked, thought stupid. If we were not so afraid to admit that we’re not always right, that we’re not always so damn sure of ourselves. If we were not so hard on ourselves and so quick to judge others.

If we were not simply so afraid.