Miracle
Do you believe in miracle?
In silence, it creeps in our everyday life
Knocking and longing to make us appreciate little things
In the toughest moment, it abide even more
On our knees and closed eyes, it waits for that silent prayer
Searching the depth our hearts to know what's best for us
Sometimes it tarry, but for the right moment
The exact moment when our strength no longer carries us
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Miracles are everywhere
In the field, on the plains, on the mountains, and in us
The rainfall, the breath, the sunshine, and clothing
The beauty in places we least expect
It waits until we no longer rely on our strength
Until we look to its maker for strength
Miracle exist, and it comes as a mystery
Whenever you become short of answers to how certain thing happen- that's miracle.
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Your poem eloquently captures the essence of miracles as subtle, omnipresent forces that often go unnoticed until we are humbled or in need. The imagery of miracles "creeping in," "knocking," and "abiding" evokes a sense of gentle, almost sacred patience that aligns well with the theme.
As a poet, you've rightly stated the poem's context. Thanks for your feedback
I think being alive alone is a miracle.
You have been curated and upvoted by Ecency.
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You're right. Life is the everyday miracle.
And thanks for the curation
You are welcome 🤗👍
Miracles are a wonder and yet all around us. Lovely poem and awesome image to go with it.
Thank You. Glad you like it