Miracles

Miracles touch our lives
Each day,
In a fresh
And loving way:
The breath you breathe,
The words you say,
From when you rise
To when you lay.
It is a miracle
To walk or see.
Mark those who can’t,
And you'll agree.

The grass and flowers
Adorning the sod,
Are miracles from
The hand of God.
The soul’s emotions,
Purpose of the mind,
And physical structure
Are wonders in time.
Seasonal change
The rebirth of spring
As death yields life
For all living things.
Universal order,
The starry skies,
A tiny infant,
A butterfly,
Are all miracles
That touches each day,
Inspiring the heart
In a wondrous way.

© Walterrean Salley