Freshly Recycled

Do you believe in miracles Do you want the angels to land on your eyelids Does it feel like a frosty breath is merely a conglomeration And simultaneous expulsion of ghosts The shared air of time Elements refuse to expire I believe we are the miracles of many elemental interactions The essence of the deepest bonds We can dance easily when hands intertwine You are the gods The fire from within the mitochondria proves it Dust of the sun With a dusting from the cosmos Green life Blue life Blue-green algae Yes