The real miracle

My sweet imaginary conscience,
will be there a time,
a time where everyone is what they seem to be
and I'll be able to love someone?

Our existance is shit,
until we prove that we deserve our oportunity
and then transform ourselves
into eternal gold...

That is the real miracle
(not the transformation of water into wine!).
Life is ephemeral
but we can make it has no end.

Unfortunately this is the point
the world really needs to be filled
not for me or for you
but for me with you.