I was on the bank. Everyone else was busy with "important stuff" like depositing money etc. But there was this little girl, 2 or 3 years old who kept pointing at the ceiling "Look, Mama!" She made the room shine up. © Erik Brickman 2011
In this world
We admire strength
And brute ability
But I say surrender
To the raw force of frailty
To the brilliance of childhood
In the huge question
Of a small girl's pointing finger
"Mama? Mama?"
It is beauty perfected
It is evidence enough
Of something more
Than what we believe
And put our petty trust in
In this world.
Poetry by Erik Brickman
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Written on 2011-08-29 at 20:43
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In this world
In this world
We admire strength
And brute ability
But I say surrender
To the raw force of frailty
To the brilliance of childhood
In the huge question
Of a small girl's pointing finger
"Mama? Mama?"
It is beauty perfected
It is evidence enough
Of something more
Than what we believe
And put our petty trust in
In this world.
Poetry by Erik Brickman
Read 764 times
Written on 2011-08-29 at 20:43
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