Where Miracles Were Waiting

 


Reveal, 

show me the miracles already surrounding we,

and help me notice, the beauty

in every moment.

believing what I focus on expands.

Revealing, lifting the masks, veils.

show me the miracles ripe, ready surroundingly, me.

In flies doves, finding my window.

out breathing arriving being called.

Light resting upon belief,
knowing heaven placed it hear.

Help me notice the beauty hiding openly

inside moment.

For perhaps, miracles comings things arriving,

instill, they are things finally scenes.

Sow I turn my attention in words, forward wonder.

knowing what I focus upon
grows larger within my world.

love expands possibility,

horizons widens beauty,

everywhere eyes turnings.

creations  smilings, noticings.

revealings.




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