In every dawn that paints the sky,
A miracle wakes, catching the eye.
The way the light breaks through the trees,
A whispered dance upon the breeze.
The blooming flower, soft and bright,
Unfolds its petals to the light.
A tiny seed in soil bound—
Life’s quiet miracle is found.
A child’s laughter, pure and free,
A song of joy, a melody.
In every breath, in every sound,
Miracles happen all around.
The stars that twinkle far above,
The gentle touch of one who loves.
The unseen threads that bind and weave,
In everyday, believe, believe.
Look close, and you will surely see,
The world’s alive with mystery.
No need for grand or distant ground—
Miracles happen all around.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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This is a gentle, beautiful reminder to find wonder in the everyday. I love the imagery of “whispered dance upon the breeze” and the quiet truth that miracles are all around us, if we only look. Thank you for sharing this Saturday gift.