Sweet Oracle Poem by Minerva Agriam

Everyone obeyed you,
Anyone has been awed at you,
Anything cant be compared to you.

A little oracle,
Object of devinition,
Subject of holy devotion.

Are you a dream,
Or are you a supernatural being,
Can anyone measure you?

A little oracle,
Defining our dreams,
Opening our best hiddeness.

Are you a human being,
Or a thing like the wind,
Can anyone define you?

A little oracle,
Bringing us hope,
And giving us forgiveness.

Everyone needs you.
Anyone can come to you,
Anything can be found in you.


(6/15/03. 9: 35 p.m)