Hidden Miracles Poem by Mockingjay Mellark

Wind blowing strong, ruffling the sea of waving green
They call it nature
But that's just a cover for what is really seen

It is unknown how the deadly bomb was detected
They say tis a mystery
But that's just a small part that's dissected

It is shocking what occurred and awesomely touching
They shout it's amazing
But that isn't all our minds are munching

Not spoken out loud but whispered real low
They murmur tis an open miracle
But what of all the rest also unbelievable

The hidden miracles