Carolina Hospital Palm Coast (LD)
Magnified Miracles -I know of nothing else but miracles. -Walt Whitman I do not understand their making, but there they are when I walk beneath a dome of royal poinciana blooms to peek at the sky bike ride through a dense mangrove forest that bursts into bay wade the shallows at low tide, as sea foam cushions my bare feet follow a squirrel scurrying from post to post across a high wire spot a ruby-throated hummingbird shimmer against the firebush await the full moon to carve a wake of light over the dark swells feel the weightlessness of a child asleep on my shoulder sway to Santana with the one I love Every breath is a miracle Every atom Watch them kiss |
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