Love and live

There is wonder
In the little things.
A drop of rain,
A bird that sings.
Even a single random thought.
When nothing is done
But an imagining
Of life,
And how it could be,
Should there be magic.
And mysteries
Were discovered
To be, nothing more
Than opportunities
To grow
Into ourselves.
Almost without thinking,
I remember.
It is a joy, a treasure,
To have this gift
And it keeps me from
Forgetting,
Just how lucky we are,
To have this chance,
To live,
And love, in wonder.