MIRACLE

the skies are grey,
and filled with sorrow.

my heart feels heavy, and as though it has been peirced with a blood-bathed sword.

fear pumps through my veins and i feel blind in this vast darkness.

it will never change-
my dreams are gone, gone forever, and scattered among the sky like ashes.

a pebble skids along a riverbank,
and the sun comes out at the right moment to flood the scenery with luminous light.

i can see much better now-it is no longer dark.

somehow, i know that my dreams, wherever i am,
will find me again,
just like this miracle.