Awaken me to the sound of the stillness of my childhood yard…
Awaken me to the sound of my children’s smiles…
Awaken me to sound of my breath when she turned and smiled...
Awaken me to the sound of my father’s arm around me…
Awaken me to the sound of my sister's voice...as she sings...
Awaken me to the sound of my heart, as it awaits this awakening...from the dark…
Awaken now, even as I sense the end...I'm thankful for a life of awakenings...from which You sent.
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Author:
Tayama (
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That is what we should be awakened to. Thanks for sharing. /Rik.
This is really good. Thank you for sharing.
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