A miracle is waiting for you today, In the soft dawn light or the break of day. It whispers low in the morning air, A quiet promise, a silent prayer.
It hides in places we often miss, In the warmth of love, in a child’s first kiss. In hands that reach when you feel alone, In finding courage you thought was gone.
A miracle waits in the heart’s deep ache, In the strength that comes when you finally break. It’s there in hope that won’t let go, In the smallest seed that dares to grow.
Today may seem just like the rest, But a miracle’s there, a quiet guest. So open your eyes, let your heart see— The gift of grace that’s meant to be.
