Miracle

Miracle! Miracle! Is it a form of some magic?

A flying cow, a shoe house, or a fairy very fancy.

Is it simply a plain fantasy,

Or does it have a logic?

Miracle! Miracle! Is it a glorious spectacle?

An evil witch reducing her prey to crackle.

Or is it a goblin dwarf with frequent fits?

No, it’s not a miracle, it’s just a myth.

Miracle! Miracle! We witness it every day,

The first cry of a new-born, the sprouting seeds of life,

The cool breeze, the glorious skies, the grasses gay;

All that adds joy and color to every life.

Miracle! Miracle! A gift of Mother Nature,

A precious possession of every little creature;

Shall I wish that this miracle stays forever?

Yes, I dare, for such a wish is really rare.