Do you believe in miracles?
PUSHING
Gaze forward
Beyond the clock
Leave now behind
And feel the push
The living urge
To reach up and see
The light
Feel the power
The immensity of it
And hold, hold the moment
Bring it back, back, back
To now, here.
See the miracle
In your hand
A seed.
Pushing
Pushing.....
Yes Ziggie, about ten minutes ago when I found a seed in my pocket and the moment caught me unawares.
Conway, I was making a point about the fact that miracles are all around us if we but have eyes to see them.
A small brown piece of dried vegetation in my pocket holds the blueprint for a thirty foot tall, fruit producing factory that will grow into a home for birds and a provider of food and shelter for us if it is only put into a piece of ground with some water. An apple seed. A living, breathing miracle in my pocket! That's what the poem is about.
Another miracle might be a thought, an idea in your mind that becomes the next great invention, the Matsushita Corporation, IBM, General Motors. These all started out as a germ or an idea, a seed. Now look at them1.