you see this life
it grows
it outstretches
towards whom
towards God!
and what you seek
and what you get
is of momentary illusion
cause life
is like the
big blue sky
and you might be the thunder
and you might be the clouds
and you might be just yourself
but in the expanse of god's
blue sky
you are no longer
yourself
but a particle of miracle
a moment in time
as trivial
and as essential
as everybody else.
and you may not see
and you may not realize
but you are a timeless miracle
under the big blue sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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