When We Both Can See Eternity

If we could only comprehend The miracle of this hour; Awareness of existence Is beyond poetic power. As something we tend to overlook In our daily routine woes; Lost in pain and suffering Forgetting what we know. Deep within and out again, Intangibly unbound; The fact that we’re even here at all Is incomprehensibly profound. No less than flower stems Than stars that swirl and dance; No less than a baby’s smile Or true love and romance. And sorrow, pain and tears like rain That never stop their fall; Therein too lie miracles Perhaps there, most of all. From out of ashes, rises Phoenix, Out of fire comes the gold; Life is more than meets the eye Or what we can behold. But I for one and you for two May meet where souls collide; And when we both can see eternity This moment will have died.