Expectations

To expect a mountain

but receive a stone

To feel so united

and then so alone

To set a kite flying

and see how it soars

But someone else’s kite

is faster than yours

To build a grand palace

made of hope and pride

To see that it only

was real in your mind

Humility is not

letting defeat prevail

It’s a choice to be glad

when you win or you fail

Alone

A fear I once thought

had fallen away

tickled the soft walls

of my heart today

Yet the thing itself

the object of my fear

was not what urged

my blind eyes to tear

What squirmed in my mind

what quivered each bone

was the thought of having

to face it alone

Miracles

Miracles

Oh, mankind, we are blind!

They happen all around us

But we expect fireworks or magic

We look for the glaring, the great,

The fantastical!

And we forget the simple

The common, the unappreciated

Should the greatness

or the scale of something

determine its value or worth?

The world will tell its pretty lies

and its terrible, hideous truths

So we’d rather accept the lies

than take the truth

and try to make it better

Don’t let reality

-or fantasy-

steal our little miracles

Our smiles, our words, our life!

And our beautiful love

Reality twists even love

and fashions its counterfeits

Reason and science

scream their rules

and Thomas will keep his doubts

The world will shout its structure

and its chaos

and try to take our miracles

But miracles will always exist

for those who recognize them