Ode to Liane

searching for beauty in the brokenness
grace in garbage and grime
learning to love and learning to like

a smile
a child's coo
giggling joy
peace found in loving arms
contentment in the moment
thankfulness springs in the heart

holding a baby, orphan boy
mesmerized by the gigantic brown orbs of his eyes
and feeling hope
a future
in spite of birth that gave rise to death
Realizing that death also gave rise to this life

Looked for beauty
found beauty
amidst the brokenness,
and garbage


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