Miracles
Often in the times we live…
people tend to take rather than give.
Hope is free… doesn’t cost a thing,
still sometimes that’s taken too.
Every once in a while…
there is a magic that is seen…
in hopeless things.
When all hope is taken away…
one truth rings
We do not control the hopeless time
…just the act of the crime.
The act that gave us no hope.
This magic is often taken for granted
yet is still there regardless
Such as soft breath upon skin…
the feelings from within…
the colors and things seen…
the scent of everything…
the things that live without reason…
the freshness that comes with each new season.
All of these things are what the magic brings.
So in that darkest hour when hope can not be found
this is the time when the greatest amount of that same magic does abound
That is the time when we consciously witness the most…
the magic of Miracles
hope …for the hopeless.
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This is a fantastic poem,
Strong imagery, clear message.
I enjoyed it
I thank you for your visit Richard I am glad you enjoyed it…the word miracle popped three different ways in my life and I was asked what a miracle meant to me, in one of them. Felt like I had no choice but to answer. Even though you probably don’t celebrate Thanksgiving have a happy one any way… you really have a lot to be thankful for in your talented and entertaining Blog.
On blogland, thanksgiving feels like it is an international celebration.
We just dont have the public holiday. ie. day off. lol
I wish you did man… this break comes at just the right time for me it seems like and it’s a pretty good reason to celebrate.
That rose is a miracle, beautifully made. But the biggest miracles or magic, was watching my three children being born. But then again, when hope has run out like sand in an hour glass, when all hope is truly gone, that’s when more than magic is needed. I’ve felt the magic in love and hate. I’ve felt the miracles when hope was gone. Miracles win hands down. Thank you for sharing this poem. You can tell I dug into it.
Very nice presentation of hope and miracles.
Miracles are a way of life many a times.
Many a times when we anticipate a very poor outcome for the patient, patient improves dramatically. We simply can’t explain many situations.
Hence we always keep hope alive as long breath is there.
this is simply fabulous. So wonderful and truthful. Every word you said is true. I will keep the words in mind.
very beautiful post…you hit the nail on the head with this one….without hope what does one do when one is its corner…it has to have this to get to the next level beyond this which is Trust within its belief…hope, see it is an affirmation like prayer, you had a great day yesterday Soul Bro Stuart…enjoy as well and Happy Friday to you(+)
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Hope can do miracles, in the hope is hidden the glow of the new day! Lovely!
Most people do not realize that the same magic that is in hope is truly all that is left when all hope is gone. It seems that when all hope is lost is the only time when grace is truly noticed…even when it is actually surrounds us as miracles.
To let the hope go, means you’ve abandoned the faith in miracles, this is how I see it at least. And without hope and miracles/ even not many to happen/ what kind of world we build here? Hope for the hopeless is to keep on hope in miracles!
what I mean by what I say is that often others tell us things are going to happen such as “you’ll never walk again.”, “The cancer has spread and you may have only a few months to live”, or “You will never amount to anything.”. Others like to take our hope but hope is not what governs miracles hope is just wanting something to be a certain way…but faith is knowing that things all have a perfect reason that we do not know or control yet it is the way it must be and we must surrender to grace.
I am simply saying that miracles are all around us every day…in touch ,in taste, in smell, in sight, and in the way we feel about them yet many do not see these things until they are told by others that…all hope is lost. Then, from out of the impossible the amazing happens and it is called miraculous as though other miracles do not occur constantly as our very breath.
I didn’t disagree with you, we are on the same page I just added a bit extra of what I think! You’re absolutely right … pleasure to extend the theme here 🙂
When I was reading something the other day I ran across something that describe evil in a way that used the word miraculous and it started me thinking exactly what a miracle meant to me. I thought about it for a day and sat down to write this. I wanted to emphasize the fact that we are surrounded by them and they are usually only noticed at the worst of times when things are at the point where we feel that we have run out of earthly avenues. perhaps I may not have articulated my meaning as I should and I certainly meant for no one to loose hope but this is the only way in which I could express it. I do apologize for any misinterpretations or misunderstandings. I’m off to help my friend set up for the Cancersucks concert. Peace be with you.
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Wonderful words of wisdom, hope is everything! And sometimes when all hope is lost, there is still a way through the darkest nights. Great poem!
So very, very touching–so important to remember especially during this time of year when many are left feeling sad and hopeless. Thank you, Stuart.
Yeah…Sometimes when we focus on one thing so much …we forget all the other small miracles that happen all around us. Glad to see you back from the weekend festivities!
So glad to be back! xoxo
Very thought provoking, Stuart.
We humans are always wanting and wishing for something
or other. Doesn’t hoping amount to the same thing?
“Free from want” — Is that possible?
A miracle is a wish fulfilled? Or does it take more?
Miracles come in all shapes and sizes. We decide. We define.
You mentioned grace.
Isn’t that like getting something we don’t deserve?
Yes, I have questions. Rhetorical? You decide.
Grace doesn’t take a physical miracle,
but I’m telling ya…its power can bring about
a very physical and miraculous response.
In the end, hope is the result of that grace.
Peace, UT
Absolutely UT! you are spot on that knot;-) Miracles can be a wish fulfilled but faith that if that wish wasn’t fulfilled …it was for the best…that takes a lot to swallow. It is the small miracles that we over look each day that are taken for granted. Are they not as good as the big ones? just a little Rhetorical this morning myself..my friend!
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Miracles.. dude I could do with one or two… nice write. Enjoyed your piece
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Man you got that right!…Joe Diffy said it best “If the devil danced in empty pockets he’ have a ball in mine! “… Just finished the last problem, on the last test, in the last class I need for an Associates degree in Mathematics! Can’t wait to turn this in!
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This was very inspiring, really! We pray for miracles all the time… without realizing that they are all around us.. just waiting to be witnessed…
A beautiful poem for the soul, 2z.. bravo!!
Miracles, I suppose you could say that the sun rising every day was a miracle in itself…a testament to a higher power, whatever that power may be and whatever creed you follow.
Lovely thoughtful poem, the eyes to see are a miracle of design, as is the wit to take notice once seen and experienced… xx
Even breathing is a miracle to me…You have so many gifts I am humbled by your kind words and visits. Peace be with you.