Miracles,
Miracles,
They happen every now and then
But we don't see them often as we would like
For carelessly we turn our eyes off them
Miracles,
They happen when
The sun rises
The night falls
The flowers blossom
The season's change
The waves come ashore
A living soul breathes
They are plenty of them
In and around us
But do we really care
To sight the pleasures of knowing them
Talking to them
Listening to them, feeling them,
Are we ready to,
Spare a moment for the
To give them thought
Experience them
Through us, with us and in us
Well, when we do so
That itself shall be a miracle
And we will never have to look for one
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