Miracles, like morning dew,
Unfold in moments, bright and new.
They paint the world in hues unseen,
In valleys low and meadows green.
In subtle signs and whispers faint,
Nature's language, a sacred paint.
Follow the cosmic thread with care,
Unlocking beauty and despair.
Embrace the awe, let wonder flow,
As faith and miracles gently grow.
In every leaf, in every breeze,
God's reveals our paths with ease.
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3 окт 2024