Please help me put it down softly - like a child
I love, like an angel from above - a miracle is
something that happens against all probability,
against all the odds - and it kept on happening
In the hand of God - as one man in a tank used
guerilla tactics to stay alive; they survived through
the beauty of Love, the delight of Life, the amazing
ability to BELIEVE and see a positive outcome
Angels appeared, the enemy saw them draw near
and ran away, petrified, a wonderful sight, miracles
kept happening - my Dad was run over by a mule
cart, I rode my bike in front of a speeding car, thus
Everything is not as it appears, it's so much more
than luck: the angels are with us as sent by God to
protect us - rain falling against a yellow sky as the
Davidka was fired, exploding in harmless noise -
A wind blowing in the desert revealing landmines
to soldiers - why not when God is in charge of the
world and I love you - I love LOVE…
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