Sunday, September 25, 2011

Mortality

So precious so unique, life is magic, a miracle.
Always perfect, everyone of them.
No mistakes, no flaws.
A child is beauty.
Created from our own DNA, we stand in awe.
Speechless before our very own.
It is just like us in every way, eyes, nose, mouth, crafted just brilliantly.
No mistake, it is a gift.
Listen to it’s laughter, could anything renew the spirit so greatly?
It will breath, it will grow and one day become you.
For in reality you are the child, you are the miracle.
So precious, so unique, everyone of us.
We are all beauty.

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