A Mundane Miracle


This is a totally mundane miracle.

This is the dead leaf blowing along the roadside.

This is the stack of bills on the table waiting to be opened.

This is the old creaky shed door banging in the wind.

This is the dripping tap…….drip…….drip…….drip.

This is the sound of crickets in the grass on a summer evening.

This is the cloud rising from the factory chimney.

This is the old worn out shoe just laying around somewhere, forgotten.

This is all that is.

All there is, is “This”.

This “ultimate creative universal energy”.

This “infinite”.

This “everything”.

Happening right here, right now, always and everywhere.

All by itself.

Without anybody doing any of it.

And this is what you are.

What everything is.

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