Each time that I switch on the light <br />A Miracle it seems to me <br />That I should rediscover sight <br />And banish dark so utterly. <br />One moment I am bleakly blind, <br />The next--exultant life I find. <br /> <br />Below the sable of the sky <br />My eyelids double darkness make. <br />Sleep is divine, yet oh how I <br />Am glad with wonder to awake! <br />To welcome, glimmery and wan <br />The mighty Miracle of Dawn. <br /> <br />For I've mad moments when I seem, <br />With all the marvel of a child, <br />To dwell within a world of dream, <br />To sober fact unreconciled. <br />Each simple act has struck me thus-- <br />Incredibly miraculous. <br /> <br />When everything I see and do <br />So magical can seem to me, <br />How vain it is to seek the True, <br />The riddle of Reality . . . <br />So let me with joy lyrical <br />Proclaim all Life a Miracle!<br /><br />Robert William Service<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/miracles-3/
