Miracles Poem by Oyelakin Gbolahan

Lay your head on the tender pillow in the night,
Close your eyes to see yourself in the wonderland like Alice;
Mind wide shut, eyes close up and perhaps, mouth partially sealed;
It takes a miracle to see the dawn of the day.

Do all the necessary house chores and hastily rush out for the day’s calls,
On the high- or low- ways to workplace;
Right there working amidst both good and evil men;
It takes a miracle to see the closing hour and return homie.

Hang-on the coach or fly high above in the fairy clouds,
And unconsciously move through the arrows that pass by the day
Just in search of ends-means;
It takes a miracle to successfully discover and return safely.

Enter a road side restaurant or cafeteria,
Either for a meal or a drink;
Pick up a fruit bowl to eat from a fruit seller’s store;
It takes a miracle to always remain healthy.

The polluted air we inhale daily,
Filled with countless invisible deleterious and deadly microbes;
Fall sick having contacted known and unknown – nameless ailments,
Yet rise up from the sick bed after a while;
It takes a miracle to survive every day and its overwhelming challenges.

Miracle is when a blind man sees
A lame man walking across the bridge
To tell a deaf man that
A childless (wombless) woman just had a baby.

At conception to ascertain victory,
Through nine month of laborious pregnancy period,
‘Till the period of childbirth and weaning
To becoming a responsible man or woman;
It takes a miracle to have a child, a responsible one.

To this ward,
The life of a man is with respect to divine miracle –
What only God alone can do.
God made it so, that man can absolutely depend and trust
The Sovereign, Almighty Creator and Maker.

Lord, if I ever need a miracle, I need it now...
Miracles in all ramifications of life.