Enigma

Enigma

A Poem by Anna Ivanova
"

This is a song. Sing it to any tune you like. It will make you feel good.

"

I open my heart

I open my mind

I open my legs

I open my mouth

I do all these things

Because

 

Miracles float to the surface

Enigmas shine onto me

Nature reveals it's sources

And my blessing is I get to see. 

 

Revealed after hidden

Buried by death

Scavaged from sources obscene

Floating on nothing

That has any substance

I see; I see.

Because

 

Miracles float to the surface

Enigmas shine onto me

Nature reveals it's sources

And my blessing is I get to see.

 

From the land of the living

to that of the free

the distance is growing

and very few see

and I'm living profession

and some sort of proof

that angels are hidden

but there, and free,

Because

 

Miracles float to the surface

Enigmas shine onto me

Nature reveals it's sources

And my blessing is I get to see.

 

Miracles float to the surface

Enigmas shine onto me

Nature reveals it's sources

And my blessing is I get to see.

 

 

© 2011 Anna Ivanova


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WOW, this is one powerful write here, Very emotional,
I enjoyed reading this, nicely written.

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Anna Ivanova
Anna Ivanova

London, United Kingdom