A Million Mighty Miracles! Poem by Denis Martindale

A million mighty miracles, each one has come and gone,
Like silver stars and spectacles that shone and shone and shone...
Forgotten like the centuries that ancient time once knew,
Not even seen as legacies by Mankind's chosen few...

Yet God takes heart in gifts He gave to leaders and to kings,
Beyond each faithless soul that drifts to worship foolish things...
King Solomon was just a man like David was before
And wandered just like nomads can... oblivious to law...

As if they never knew the Lord or called upon His Name,
Though once in Him they stood assured, triumphant without shame...
But time erodes the memories, the signs and wonders, too...
And without these, no soul has peace, not them, not me, not you...

Thus miracles lose their impact, the greatest of them all,
Replaced by science, proven fact and theories till they fall...
Yet Christmas serves the final sign before God's Son returns...
Because it serves to underline each lesson Mankind learns...


Denis Martindale Christmas Eve, December 2019.