EnigmaA Poem by Anna IvanovaThis 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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