The miracle

 In the hush of dawn, when the world still sleeps,

A whisper of light through the forest creeps.

The dew on leaves, a delicate lace,

Each droplet a jewel, a soft embrace.

The river hums a gentle tune,

Reflecting silver beneath the moon.

Rocks stand tall like guardians old,

Silent watchers of stories untold.

A bird takes flight, wings stretched wide,

Riding the currents where dreams reside.

Its song cuts through the morning mist,

A melody too perfect to resist.

A child laughs, and the world ignites,

Breaking the shadows of darkest nights.

Eyes wide with wonder, tiny hands explore,

The miracle of life at every door.

In every heartbeat, every breath we take,

Miracles rise in the choices we make.

A smile shared, a hand held tight,

Turning the mundane into radiant light.

The wind whispers through the golden trees,

Carrying secrets on a playful breeze.

Flowers bloom in colors so rare,

Perfuming the earth with tender care.

Even in sorrow, miracles appear,

A gentle comfort, a listening ear.

The healing touch of time and love,

A gift from the universe, from stars above.

So pause, and see the world anew,

Every moment hides a miracle for you.

In laughter, in tears, in silence, in sound,

In every corner, miracles are found.

They’re in the rising sun, the falling rain,

In quiet hearts that endure the pain.

The miracle lives in the life we share,

In hope, in kindness, everywhere.

Open your eyes, your heart, your mind,

The miracle is here