Miracles are like summer rabbits

Jumping out of spring

Touching the swirling skies

I say the rain comes

Take these muddy boots

Here I stand waiting

The dealing of things

Gratitude breaking sunshine

Loaves of breads in preparation

Go then little dove one

Stars can fly past IMAGINING

Way you go

Way you go

We will have no tears now

Should the time skip

And the moon return

From the past

Brace yourself

Hell can not last

It is not acceptable

To accept any bells

That is not okay

Humans are not like that

Zombies yes

Humans no.

Missing an arm

Missing a hand

Missing a part of my heart

So surgery was performed

With a hanger

In a wine cellar

In Johannesburg

In a hut in the burbs

And it hurt

Because something's do

And the good news

Is the best is still ahead

Through new suns

History is changed

I can see you.