The Miracle
There was a miracle that dented the
exterior of the day
that had been carried around like a
steel suitcase
when all that was in it was the past
even the writer
said it was safe but the miracle took
the shape out of it
pounding with a saved silence reserved
for babies
I looked and saw that I would be
changed from baggage
I would be no longer a visitor but
someone in plenty
someone not in a hurry the miracle
smacked open the case
and we were saved from the turning away
like in an instant
things can change when proof is a
powerful tool
s.m.g.
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