How can life not amaze?
How can its endurance not baffle our minds?
How can we not see how fragile and precious life truly is?
How can this not be a miracle?
Considering man’s destructive nature
How is it that we still stand?
With all our bombs and all our differences
How do we still exist?
If we can’t see all the beauty
If we’re blind to all the blessings
If we refuse to believe in the miracles
Then a day may come when God’s protective hand will be lifted
And on that day, we will see what it truly means
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