![]() Ode To NowA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)![]() reminder to live in the moment![]() A crescent moon, sharp enough to prick one’s finger on
A Sun that could sear one’s eyes Clouds buoyant enough to float away upon Through endless cerulean skies Soft shoulder to rest one’s head on Soft breath upon one’s cheek Amazing Grace sung by a brace of Angels What more could a mortal seek A dragonfly alit upon one’s finger Tresses tossed by capricious breeze Eyes tight closed in profound repose This is indeed Heaven…at one’s knees Best seize the moment, hold tight the day Hear the Cosmic song Heed close the sound that’s all around Far too soon …twill all be gone… © 2015 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Author's Note
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2 Reviews Added on January 31, 2015 Last Updated on January 31, 2015 Author![]() David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Las Vegas, NVAboutBorn in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more..Writing
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