The Secret Miracle

Child, love, stranger – 
Voice in the window, the hall;
This fractal fate, this chance in time
To know and be known.

One of us or any of us,
Any of us or none at all,
Is beginning to end – each second
Comes softly
The secret miracle.


Each instant offers the chance to be a different version of yourself. What might that new self teach you?


Published by Marushka

I dream curiosity and write words that change brains.

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