Miracles happen in miniscule increments of time and space.
Like a tire rolling across the pavement, we measure by miles
but truth says that
Each 1 degree turn of the wheel is a move forward.
We don’t give this miracle word
We prefer to have miracles served in miles.
We want see a change in the scenery.
Once in a while, a tire hits black ice and skids us forward
Like a sled blades on an icy slope
Those miracles are worth shouting about.
The others, well, they don’t deserve a thought.