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Miracles

Published on Dec 09, 2015

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Miracles

by Oscar Recinos

Photo by formalfallacy @ Dublin (Victor)

Why, who makes much of a miracle?
As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,

Photo by Victor Bonomi

Whether I walk the streets of Denver,

Photo by Larry Johnson

Or enjoy the mountains trails,

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Or get to see the ones I love,

Or enjoy my ride to my location and to get there safe,

Or be able to have a meal,

Or sit around the dinner table with the rest,

Or have a job that proves,

Photo by Rob van Hilten

Or watch little ones grow up in the family,

Or have a roof over my head,

Photo by Grant MacDonald

Or be able to stay warm during the harsh Colorado winter,

Or watch the beautiful sunset,

Photo by SaturatedEyes

Or take a deep breath and seek all the beautiful things this world has to offer;

Photo by Stuck in Customs

These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.

Photo by Matt. Create.

To me waking up every morning and breathing is a miracle,

Every small grain of mustard is a miracle,

Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.

Photo by garryknight

To me a waterfall is a continual miracle,

Photo by Kay Gaensler

The sun that brightened our day, the moon that shines our night,the majestic landscapes of this world.

Photo by mag3737

What stranger miracles are there?

Photo by laverrue

Miracles

by Oscar Recinos

Why, who makes much of a miracle?

As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,

Whether I walk the streets of Denver,

Or enjoy the mountains trails,
Or get to see the ones I love,
Or enjoy my ride to my location and to get there safe,
Or be able to have a meal,
Or sit around the dinner table with the rest,
Or have a job that proves,
Or watch little ones grow up in the family,
Or have a roof over my head,
Or be able to stay warm during the harsh Colorado winter,
Or watch the beautiful sunset,
Or take a deep breath and seek all the beautiful things this world has to offer;

These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,

The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.
To me waking up every morning and breathing is a miracle,
Every small grain of mustard is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.
To me a waterfall is a continual miracle,
The sun that brightened our day, the moon that shines our night,the majestic landscapes of this world.

What stranger miracles are there?

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