Asleep like the moon in the dark holy night
I never imagined I’ll see the shining light
Crossing the sky where hope still lingers
Touch of wind caressing my fingers.
For what has happened is beyond magic
And when the sun glimpsed I panicked
As the clouds revealed a mild cackle
Surprisingly, a life in a miracle.
Originally published on January 9, 2012
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