Miracle Man

 
 
More to him then meets the eye for sure
It's a destiny sweet I see in his eyes.
Rebel soul hear my call
And I will follow there to be always at your side
Cold and lonely no lonely
Let two misfits join to find
Every piece of a future paradise that fate owes us
Mask, hide behind no longer
A miracle you found and accepted
Now stand with me and let our truth begin
2026 Ramona Thompson Felton
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There’s a quiet fire in this

There’s a quiet fire in this piece — that sense of two souls recognizing each other beyond the masks, beyond the noise.  

You captured that moment when a person stops running from their own light and finally lets someone stand beside them. The “rebel soul” and “future paradise” imagery hits with a beautiful mix of grit and hope, like love that’s been earned through storms.

 

I really felt the tenderness in the line about misfits joining — it turns vulnerability into strength, and that’s the kind of truth people don’t write unless they’ve lived it.  

A powerful, intimate piece. Keep shining that fearless honesty.