Life is a Miracle in It self
There is a profound feeling when the world is at stillNoises are muted
Visions are crystal
And one becomes full
Every limb and bone acknowledged
At that very moment
It is true content with one’s self
With one’s surrounding
With one’s life
A miracle is luck
It is given to chosen people and chosen situations by
Chance
Thus life is a chance
Our Creator gives us each a Chance to live
To enjoy the fruit of each day
So succulent and sweet that we tend to take advantage
And forget that,
It is a miracle we are living
He chooses who gets a life
Out of all of the people He could think of and design
He only creates a fraction to actually be on this earth
So as I walk each day amongst strangers
We walk as the Chosen Fraction
That is luck, that is a Miracle
Life cannot be defined and confined
It is too immense like Him to ever explain what or why
All I know is, life is seen in the mirror
Controls in our hands
The console is our mind set
All we have to do is Play
This game of life, of miracles
That profound moment of serenity and solitude
Cannot be forced to come back
As good as it feels, it hurts to get out
Just like the only star seen at night so bright
So beautiful
One should remember it, embrace it, savour it
‘Cause once it goes it won’t come back again
Maybe in a different form, place and time
It’s a Miracle, this life of ours
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