The whole world is a series of miracles…but we’re so used to them that we call them ordinary things.

Hans Christian Anderson

I see a miracle when the sun shines down
onto my cold skin
heating me to my core

I see a miracle when you smile
and your eyes light up
filling me to my core

I see a miracle when a puppy plays
leaping without fear
amazing me to my core

I see a miracle when it rains
washing yesterdays sins away
renewing me to my core


I see a miracle as your heart races
and blood rushes to your face
the signs that you are alive

I see a mircale that even as we are so broken
we some how find the people
that will lift our souls

I see a miracle that we wake each morning
and have the ability to choose 
what adventures today holds

I see a miracle as your hands reach out
they find mine
and we support each other


I see that we do not find mircales
yet they run into us
at speeds we cannot imagine

I see that gental whispering miracle
you do not notice
breathing life into your lungs

I see that raging miracle
that reminds you of how precious life is
and you tingle uncontroably

I see that the whole world is a series of miracles
that we brush off 
and our brain pushes to ordinary


You are the embodiment of a miracle
start living like one
Feel good. Pass it on.