The birds sing the divine song
the stars glimmer a little more
winds do things with my body
my heart becomes pure
i watch the world watching me
i watch me watching the world
i remain but separate
at peace on a different shore
things start to fall in place
wrongs them self become right
i see a bright light spread
when i am quiet in the head
when i close my eyes
and when everything blackens
my head slowly becomes quiet
and then miracles happen
Nothing ness
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-then-miracles-happen/
