Unnoticed Miracles
Gears? What gears?
The trains left.
There's no station.
The mind's adrift;
A faultless combatant
In an unending western,
Moving through cages
Unlocked from tired rules.
Look! The sun!
Just beyond that canyon!
Let's write the future upon it's glance.
The motion of our thoughts will unearth
Unnoticed miracles.
Though we will notice. We will laugh.
We will sing of our own bounty.
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