No Small Miracle!
One toe that moves,
One mind that ponders—
One heart that beats,
One love that grows fonder—
One hand that touches,
One tree in the forest!
One porcelain doll,
One circus clown—
One baseball hat,
One small town—
One guitar, a man a-strumming.
One tree in the forest!
One fine performance,
One piece of art—
One remembrance,
One sweetheart—
One-step taken,
One tree in the forest!
One moon lit sky,
One star so high—
One weenie a-roasting,
One woman—
One man a-boasting,
One tree in the forest!
One attraction,
One face—
On touch
One embrace—
One kiss.
One tree in the forest!
I have many verses such as this. The tree in the forest is better explained in another poem which speaks of the cross. My feelings are that there are no small miracles. All of God's blessings, each tiny raindrop is a magnificient miracle. And the tree, I suppose represents the cross.
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