The Miracle

sleep holds
nothing but
dreams hold
nothing but
we’ll never know
we’ll never know
we are
open
as sky can be
a birds eye
a tapped knee
we’re in it now
we’re in it now
we are
strangers
come this far
someday
even stars
will leave us
they’ll leave us
we are
half a work of art
half smile
half heart
we’ll never know
we’ll never know
we are