We wake and see
Another miracle
Everything given
Without asking
Ours to own
And inhale
Our actions
Are reactions
There is beauty
At any moment
Of any hour of
The day or night
And the miracles
Continue and come
Going by us so fast
We cannot categorize
Think about a leaf falling
Or water rippling in a stream
There is peace
The same peace we find
In the hills
Flowers on a bush or
The bush before
It blossomed out
We know what we have
But cannot grasp
The magnitude nor
The magnificence
They are just more miracles
All about us they occur
When we can focus
We will see and understand
The miracles sum up
The excitement occurring
On this wondrous day
Stanski
May 16, 2022, ^
Steve Haarman 