Miracles...An Unusual, Uplift From Me Poem by John Tansey

Miracles

Though science explains away awe to an emptiness,
reasoning, why rain falls,
or how the sun sets, to the West;

Still, it is of no less miraculous to me!

Rather, more so, for having seen the revealed magic
ito Gods slight of hand.

I am assistant to its majesty, re-creating,
each moment, on the celestial stage,
privy, to the mystery of it’s' miracles:

For now, I know why the baby is born
Or Spring flowers bloom.
Why the sun dawns,
or slips, in eclipse, behind the moon!

Yet, still, I kneel in awe and reverence

as, once did, the neanderthal...

Copyright ©2007 John Thomas Tansey