The miracle

THE MIRACLE
Beneath the blue sky
Lies thy mortals,
Downs and ups ; as
The part of mortality; or
To be immortal is a curse
Some walk, some run, and some still
Walkers are slow and steady ; but not weak
Runners are fast but not comparable to light
"Still" pupil are waiting for miracle-
Aware are the two, still is ignorant
He is not alone, but he feels though
Desire, pain, sorrow, happiness
Is the way to tranquility
Thou's door every one is a victor
Everything has a reason
And thus pain and sorrow have a cause
So Why to wait for miracle
When HE seldom created the greatest miracle-
Called as " mortals".