Little Miracles
Posted on Dec 7th, 2006
by
Kundan
as these leaves leave their marks on the ground,
and as the birds fly with joy,
I sigh a sign of happiness.
As I see a child frolicking about on the rocks,
my heart frolics too,
and I play with the child,
I play rock-jumping, rock-skipping,
and as my body jumps,
so does my heart -
it skips a beat, with absolute joy,
as if Love was playing an enchanting note on the strings of my heart's harp.
As I eat, and let this manna from heaven
enter the tip of my tongue,
and slowly pass through the gates of my mouth,
and as I let it go between my teeth and my tongue,
slowly dissolving before journeying south
to nourish this miracle-machine that's my body,
I feel a sensation I have felt never before,
as if taste was Beauty personified,
Love personified.

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