A beautiful and simple story that you bring us in your post, @nancybriti. I didn't remember that Balza story; its very title is already interestingly ambiguous. Thanks for introducing it to us.
I believe that the gaze (innocence, candor) of the child can never be recovered after childhood. Perhaps what we will be able to nourish in ourselves is attention, the contemplation of the world, which is in childhood, but which could be done in us because it is almost inherent to man. And to discover (rediscover) then the faint and almost invisible lines that cross us.
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I like the poetic way in which you describe the true gaze, which is to contemplate and feel what has been looked at. Sometimes we pass our eyes through things, but we don't really see it. It would be worthwhile not only to look outside, but inside ourselves to know how we react to what we see. Thank you for your comment, @josemalavem