Either everything is a miracle
or nothing can be.
The choice is ours.
It seems to me.
More is unseen than seen;
more unknown than known.
I believe in all that could be.
I await the next miracle.
Hope tells me this is true.
Faith gives me patience to wait
for miracles, my heart to renew.
Hold my hand and we
can wait together.
Oh, the wonders we shall see;
none more miraculous
than my love for you
and yours for me.
Love show us miracles
to set our souls free.
Either everything is love
or nothing can be.
annarino writes 