Can you write a 33-stanza poem about the fact it is really a miracle that we are alive? In each sentence have the words, ''miracles'' and ''alive''.

"The Miracle of Being Alive"

In the dance of stars, miracles align,

Life's symphony plays, we're alive, divine.

Each breath a testament, miracles thrive,

In every heartbeat, the gift to be alive.

Amidst the chaos, miracles bloom,

In whispered moments, dispelling gloom.

A tapestry woven, where dreams revive,

In every sunrise, gratitude we're alive.

Through trials faced, miracles unfold,

In stories told, in truths untold.

In nature's canvas, where wonders derive,

In every raindrop, blessings to be alive.

Within our struggles, miracles reside,

In tears shed, in hearts open wide.

Through laughter shared, where spirits thrive,

In every echo, the joy of being alive.

Through seasons change, miracles grow,

In seeds of hope, in love we sow.

In bonds unbroken, where souls connive,

In every friendship, reasons to stay alive.

In the depths of sorrow, miracles heal,

In scars worn, in strength we feel.

In memories cherished, where memories survive,

In every moment, the courage to be alive.

Through paths unknown, miracles abound,

In lessons learned, in wisdom found.

In futures written, where dreams revive,

In every heartbeat, the miracle we're alive.

As time unfolds, miracles persist,

In every breath, in moments kissed.

In gratitude's embrace, where hopes derive,

In every heartbeat, the miracle we're alive.

by Antonio Petrella