We are all born with a joy to walk. Our first steps are the purest expression of excitement, love and joy. But after a while, walking becomes a habit and the joy of walking disappears.We quickly forget the beauty of our first steps, the poetry of seing the world with child's eyes, the passion for the unknown. Sometimes, there are moments of clarity when we remember and for an ephemeral while we become the child we used to be. If only we could remember more often...