More often than I ever would have imagined, my children create small miracles.
I actually have a total of five two-legged miracles from them. And these five are delights that will forever feed my soul–I only hope they realize how much.
Today, though, I want to share a different kind of miracle: my daughter’s poem, Indulgence. It speaks strongly to me and, if you are a woman, it probably speaks to you as well. A man who appreciates poetry will also surely like it. Enjoy.
I’m sure most of us did at one point in our lives. And yes, many of us stilldo – if only in our dreams.
However, if we truly observe where we find joy, we can see that indeed, there is magic all around us: in the love that flows between a mother and her new-born; in the discovery of tiny flowers that have bloomed overnight – in the darkness of the forest; in the millions of stars in a midnight-blue sky; and in surprisingly glorious sunrises and sunsets.
Whatever your definition allows on this fabulously cold spring day, may it truly enthral you and enchant you to bits!
And may it add a touch of magic to your wide-awake dreams.