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.