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 and the sparkle set the pace
A sense that, here at last, with heart and lace
'Tis not the cupboard 'neath the stairway's steps
Long forgotten cobwebs, vague 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
That steady as the gaze upon your eye
The sense of hope remains, again, I try
The answer is this heart of you and I
And spinal fire that lights the very sky
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