Faith and Belief Hidden Miracles See
Vimanas in flight;
centrifugal delight.
Ezekiel’s wheels; doing reels;
Ophanum high, up in the skies;
we see them and still deny.
Logical mind, it is so blind;
perhaps even, a bit unkind.
Denial is a realm of fools,
who live by very limiting rules.
They let this defect,
crush all hope and possibilities;
true progress, they neglect.
The faithful are blessed,
to have passed their tests.
They pray with great belief;
they will not be deceived.
Their souls have eyes,
that stay on the prize.
What some label, “simple truth”;
all that is and isn’t on a list;
they think it doesn’t even exist.
They’ll be surprised; I surmise;
when their souls slowly rise,
up to the sky and soar miraculous highs.
They’ll take it all back;
citing their knack;
for the vision that they lacked.
The open mind, these souls will find,
does not leave its soul behind;
stagnating in a void;
instead promotes progress;
it’s ignored, nonetheless.
Miracles are all around;
in mortal realms, they do abound;
just open your mind and see...
believe.
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