Getting started is the hardest part for me when we speak
we speak of miracles.

The touching points of deity upon our lives
a breath
a light switch
a powering on from somewhere
a gift.

If I were to pronounce you a miracle
what would you say –

thousands of switches and connections
thrown into chorus to bring you here
to me.

A laugh
a sigh
a tear rolls down rather than crying out
YES this
Yes
this miracle.

A miracle forgotten like that light switch
taken for granted.

Taking for granted is the hardest part for me when we speak
we speak of miracles.