I Do Not Know How…

I Do Not Know How...


I stand tall as a tree rooted deeply
I do not know how...

I can fly depths and heights unimagined
I cannot tell how...

What I build can never be destroyed
I cannot say how...

When I have lost the battle I still clench the victory
to show you I cannot...

The stormy clouds soothe but do not destroy me
a miracles I could not foretell...

Through glassy pains I see nothing 
but my vision is enough so I do not stumble...

Without a blueprint I build on a strong foundation
though the workmanship is not mine...

held at gunpoint the trigger pulled I survived
though I had not moved a muscle...

In my hand I held nothing but I have much
from nothing emerged plenty miracles...

All I wear is tattered but I am always warm
no logic science cannot tell...

I stand and sleep - there is only standing room
yet I am refreshed, renewed...

I do not know
I cannot tell'
but I know it is so...

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Simone

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