The Miracle

The blue was about to conquer the eye and at the fading moment
the mind and the heart strayed away.
The jewel dropped from the blue, suddenly in my lap
when nothing was in its place.
Neither the mind nor the heart, neither the thought nor the act of seeing,
The jewel shone out of the sky it brought the word
and I heard!
The Master speaks and that's the miracle
which happens only once!