The Miracle of love
I stand right here
My eyes fill with water
I hear your ship coming to dock
I stand right here
My hands catch the water
I cannot see you coming
I sense you’re near
You touch my shoulder
My whole body turns to water
One more time
Your love makes a miracle of me
I climbed a mountain
To see the whole world
I saw everything
It saw something, too
My feet became the ledge of the mountain
The ledge of the mountain became my feet
In rushing came the mountain air
Robustly, without hesitation
Out of my chest
A murder of black birds
Each carrying the ghost of my every tear
Exhausted, I lay there exhaling
Becoming the world
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