Unscripted
All the wonders of this life I ponder
Through vast array of miracles I wander
What in this world, alone, makes life complete
The longing duly filled, abyss replete
A hint is found within your subtle grace
The corner of the eye perceives a trace
A glinting of the spark that sets the pace
A sense that, here at last, with heart and lace
'Tis not the cupboard 'neath the stairway's steps
Long forgotten cobwebs, brief concepts
That rattle through the mind upon the way
Through scattered miracles in vast array
Protecting heart's thin walls in times of need
Seeing way through false and crippled creed
But, steady as the gaze upon your eye
The sense of hope remains, again, I try
The answer is this heart of you and I
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