This could be the day when
Miracles unfold before us
Without our seeking them
All the birds in the tree have
Left looking for their first food
After waking us with their panic
Last night i saw a family shifting
With their ceiling fans and furniture
To an unseen home of uncertainties
I look at the sky and wish there were
Snowcapped mountains looking back
At us sending shivers down our way
We can't stay here but we don't want to leave
Though it is time or just about time to
Look back with love at all who have left.
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