Keep My Eyes Open to Miracles
Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate; And, whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. ~Lord Byron
Monday, February 7, 2011
Beholding a Miracle
There is a miracle that they call 'flight' and it's where the sky can hold up a million pounds of metal without complaining. If you have an aisle seat you have to keep your eyes on your knees so that they don't get smacked with the snack cart and if you are in the middle you have to balance your gaze to the center so that you don't fall asleep and drool on your neighbor's shoulder, but if you are in the window seat you can see for yourself what a miracle looks like and it doesn't make any sense to you that someone would sleep through it, but you agree that it is an occasion that calls for snacks and drooling.
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