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A free verse poem about the amazing thing called life |
| What is chance But an an awesome alignment of the celestial What is luck But the soulful night lights that smirk above us We are ordered in a fashion beyond our comprehension Our ways are beautiful, yet we see it not Our days are counted in a book locked in forever Our breath is woven in a web of love and patience Our thoughts are given, taken, recorded and sealed I am humbled In my ways I am humbled For In this day My heart, without thought, continues to beat, Humbled in this day for yet I am alive. |