There is a bright painting of red behind my closed eyes. It warms me. I immerse myself in this warmth. It envelops me. I am filled with gratitude for the miracle of this new day.
"People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. All is a miracle."
-Thich Nhat Hanh