Author: Mike Turner

We are each a miracle An organic vessel Sixty percent water A lump of protoplasm of various construction Formed into organs Processing nutrients Cleansing waste Cycling oxygen Supported by a calcified structure All controlled by a network of proteins And beyond this Animated by a spark That cannot be seen or heard or touched Yet which propels us To think, and imagine, and dream Mourn and hope and love Can such a machine Be anything short of miraculous? Can we look at the rocks and trees Streams and oceans Sky and clouds And not see we are both part of …