I wonder how it is that a child can talk from morning til night,
How a flower knows when the Spring is here and when it has passed,
How I can still hear the voices of those that I have loved and lost to death,
How a picture can say a thousand words and my lover so few,
And how the first touch of a newborn babe can cause the pain of the birth to vanish.
All of these things and many more I wonder, knowing that I may never get the answers.
But in some things, faith replaces the questions
I look inside to find the strength to accept what comes,
to bend with the storms and not break at the winds
And so I accept the world for what it is,
thankful for the small miracles of everyday life
and look for love and beauty where it can be found,
and in my way, try to heal a few broken hearts,
believing that if today I make one person smile,
then gettin up this morning was worth it.
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Submission Name: Ruminations
