Where is perfection found,
Outside of God above?
Within the human heart,
And through acts of love.
Miracles are not myths,
Belonging to long ago.
They are every day acts,
Which can set a heart aglow.
What once seemed impossible,
Is seen in new light,
As doubts fade away,
And imagination takes flight.
Fear has no place,
Where love makes a stand,
It is the spark of creation,
In the heart of God’s plan.
It is the power of love,
Which makes bonds that do last,
A tapestry of souls,
From the future to the past.
It is from the heart,
The best things are done,
It is this strength of love,
Which makes us all one.
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