Somedays I can fathom
Comets' tails and wind;
Nebulas and Novas,
Angels on a pin;
Genies granting wishes,
Fortunes being told;
Heaven showing glimses,
Children growing old;
Symphonies and emeralds,
Snow and autumn leaves;
Blossoms, wine and kisses,
Dreams and memories;
Miracles and potions,
Tradgedies and fears;
Tears begot by laughter,
Smiles begot by tears.
But I cannot fathom
How it came to be
Love beyond my merrit
Was divined on me. |