A little Miracle
That life giving, molting fiery sphere
from times early dawn, once again slips
beyond this earthly realm, bombarding
our atmosphere with its magnificent
golden rays.
Humanity unconsciously
absorbs its warmth, light,
energy and beauty each new day.
The sun was here eons before humanity,
and will be here eons after humanity.
So when we witness the sun rise again this way,
we might bow our heads and thank the creator
for this little miracle, that he performs each
and everyday.
Jackie R. kays
©2005
(Just a reflection by this poet.)
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