Suddenly without warning
Clock countdown in slo-mo
Across the virgin ice top
Cerebral fires an image
Spirit rising warmer
In hot it begins its glow
Against all odds of winning
A wish suddenly exposed
Tears make up the feelings
Purer than hard snow
Eruptions take us over
Hands fly up out of control
Screams flood our bodies
Shakes take over bones
A miracle “it’s a miracle”
We call it USA at home
Invisible and inviolable
Past ego and past logical
The hero’s coming home
A win that never should
A belief it never would
Somehow all together
A few knew they could
The miracle of 84’
“Thank You; U.S.A. Hockey Team”
