The light that reflects through the branches
The wind that sways with my hair
The song that stays in my head
The love that surrounds through our way
What can be more precious?
Than the mere flux of feelings
That makes our existence
A river that mold, changes and travels
The infinity within the finite
The light within our eyes
The look that changes the heart
The smile that make us melt inside
It’s a miracle to feel
Day after day
Season after season
We are one and we are alive
Is the spirit that transcends,
The reflect on the self
The eyes that open
The everything that holds it together
And together it stays.
That is called ... Miracle