Look at this Miracle

Mountains cover in crystal water

Breathing mist and fog at dawn

Casting wide their white cloud capes

As the morning sun comes on.

Flowers flourish and moss spreads soft

Creeks crackle and churn and roil

How dare you, Man, speak of war and struggle

As the world goes spinning on?

Stuck at your desk of dead, dull things,

Staring at the snow globe life you’re micro managing.

Look up at the glory you would mimic and bury

Look to the miracle you miss as you hurry.

You who fear thunder and fire and cold,

Who don’t even realize how fast you grow old.

Put down the snow globe you’d call your life

Come out and play under this blue, blue sky.

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