(962) (71495) In Awe by Omi SalaveaIn awe, of the smile i hold in my arms
of quiet, little, undecipherable words
of a vessel capable of feeling and heart
a tiny, fragile heart, that holds my hand now
and holds me whilst the sun goes down...
small and gentle face beheld by
strands of gold wheat,
and fathers eyes...
so happy, beautiful and awesome,
a gift of life, a gift of inspiration.
(Dedicated to the little man that dragged me amongst heaps of grass, dinky carnival rides, ice cream, and cotton candy. Everything, and everyone gives me inspiration to create or write. Maybe one day i'll be in awe again.)
06/25/2002 Posted on 06/25/2002 Copyright © 2024 Omi Salavea
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