Because You Never Ceased To Believe..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

sometimes a chair follows you
to make you sit

a door opens by itself even without a key
it is meant to welcome you

sometimes coffee pours on your cup
it does it without your asking

for sometimes all these are meant to be yours
and they all come by without telling

believe it or not, the stars shine for you
the stairs build themselves

a house appears, a path runs, a blanket rolls
a window opens, love spreads

simply because you never ceased to believe.