How Long Hasn't Your Heart Leapt Up?

Words from Albert Einstein:

“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”

I came across this in the December issue of Reader's Digest. This reminds me of William Wordswoth's poem “My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold.”

“My heart leaps up when I behold

A rainbow in the sky.

So was it when my life began;

So is it now I am a man;

So be it when I shall grow old,

Or let me die!

The Child is father of the Man;

And I could wish my days to be

Bound each to each by natural piety.”

How long hasn't your heart leapt up? I feel blessed that my heart always leaps for joy, at the sight of a dog walking proudly to me or a budding tree, at the thought of someone's sweet smile or a beautiful sentence, at the sound of a child's giggle or melodious music, etc. My mom-in-law sometimes teases and says that I'm still like a child. Well, I take it as a compliment. I'm a child at heart.