MIRACLES
Like a bird gliding the sky
Free and merry with wings spread wide
Miracles come free and unbound
Happening so fast, faster than sound.
They feel like a product of high luck
After one overcomes a tough life's roadblock
But no, it is His mercy passing through
Even when you're unaware, it’s there for you.
Miracles like the air we inhale
Are God's graces on free, not for sale
Narrowly dodging an accident
Miracle, it is, your unplanned event.
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