miracles
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When daybreak comes and I no longer care
to listen for the mourning doves first cry,
anticipate the sunrise in the sky
or smell the apple blossoms in the air
my passion to write poetry will die.
In tidings of Christmas
Round bound of luminous senses, soul and spirit
Whirling In hypnotic insanity is a wing insect
My life is full
because what I have
Came in gifts of 2
A double gift
My God gave me
To make my dreams come true
My God is great
He blessed my life
One evening in July
Theological religion.
Signs and wonders,
Wrought magick to us...
God doling his virtuous power,
Showered a Magi's realm,
His slight of hand is barely felt...
Religion, Magick.
The birth was a miracle
The mother agrees it was the best day of her life
Her lined face was glad to become a grandmother at last
The birth was a painful event
Angel in the gardenI see your golden wingssense the sweetness of your gazeas it envelopes me todayNight has clearly left usthe stars and moon set downthe sun has cllimved her ladder
I believe in Everything
I believe in the wonder Santa leaves in the heart of children
I believe in the magic Fairies bring to youngsters
Hark
the shuffle of skin and bone
from the bolted door
The softest moan
A miracle.
Hallelujah!
they have risen again
Heaven set them down
god released their sin
Did you expect it?
That life-changing, altering moment…
Why did it happen?
Why you? Why now?
Do you think it was the almighty God?
Jehovah and Jesus Christ are father and son.I'm in awe because of the miracles they've done.It was a sad and tragic day when Christ was nailed to the cross and took his final breath.
People were scared
People we frightened
Breathing became hard for my loved ones
Six hours turned into eight
And eight turned into thirteen
Lights sparkling, snow falling.
Family's laughing, cookies baking.
Stories being told, gifts being wrapped.
Socks and slippers.
Chilli and soup.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Dream
of sleep
and wonder,
of cold rain
and thunder.
Dream
of something
exhilarating
and painful.
Dream of life by the handful.
Dream
of a smile
There's a place that you can go,
a state of mind.
Where you scrape the ultimate supreme,
marking ink in the lobes of you brain.
Spun by emotion and directed by Hope,
You don't need much to spread your wings
You don't need much to make others see
You don't need much to sing and sing
You don't need much to follow your dreams
All you need is to fly real high
A miracle happened last night
For one split instant everything was right
Science can't explain it
To us it won't make sense
A bright flashing of light
Yet the sky stayed dim
I rise and so I stand.
I stand, because I can.
breath of life in the morning I awake.
as the wind blows I smile,
in which, It comforts my mistakes.
lessons to be learned, always enough to be taught,
Times are hard,
Hearts are broke,
no one knows what lies ahead,
maybe a miracle.
Her hearts shattered and beaten,
It shows on her body,
No one believes it
Hes killing her.
It’s a thick pain coming from within my chest, my heart is crying out, wanting this torment to end, my womanhood I defend, as I feel the lump in my breast, as my fingertips I press against, the reason for my stress, and depressed is not the word,
As I walk down this dark and dead meadow,
A flower snares my eyes.
Captive by it's beauty,
I kneel before it,
And pray.
