All -- ONE

Each one has its miracle
Each one has its rhythm
Each one has its melody
But has never been a magic pill to give a life
But has never pitched enough to be heard
But has never been a thunderous tone to show its emotion
Because each has been so much under cover
Because each has been hidden underneath
Because it has been beneath the surface
Yet incredibly
This is beautiful
Lyrical
magical
The source of all Each (s)
Allows all to join ONE-the power
Slithering further into the distance
Dances in Zigzagging
It whistles a tune
Upon deafen ears
It bangs the Rock
Reverberates
Echoes its sonorousness into the air
In bloom everything will burst
And one day
It becomes forest