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Miracles: a poem by Bobbi Sinha-Morey

Abstract painting, swirls of blue, with purple, green, and grey, image by Stefan Schweihofer, on Pixabay.

(image by Stefan Schweihofer, on Pixabay)


Staring beyond the blue veil

of the heavens I ask myself

where do miracles come from

if they’re so unexplained? Are

they sprinkled from God’s

invisible hand? So unseen in

the skies above, yet we see

them right here on earth; no

magic dust, they’re unexpectedly,

mysteriously given birth, and

in the center of your soul it’s

a wonder, a climax you never

forget; you carry it everywhere

with you and never let go.

Where they come from no one

knows, but it leads you to your

own personal paradise in heaven,

and sharing it with someone

helps make it real. Hold onto

one when it materializes before

your very eyes; it will last you

for the rest of your life.


Bobbi Sinha-Morey's poetry has appeared in a wide variety of places, such as Plainsongs, Pirene's Fountain, The Wayfarer, Helix Magazine, Miller's Pond, The Tau, Vita Brevis, Cascadia Rising Review, Old Red Kimono, and Woods

Reader. Her books of poetry are available at and her work has been nominated for The Best of the Net Anthology in 2015, 2018, 2020, and 2021 as well as having been nominated for The Pushcart Prize in 2020. Her website is located at

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