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A Million Shining Miracles {Poem}

The sky was endless

the night I heard

my own voice call me

towards a life

so immense and infinite

that I tore up the pages of that old story,

so small and insignificant,

that my pain had written

for me.

By moonlight,

I wrote a new story

large enough to hold

every constellation,

every dream I had once

been too scared to speak,

every song my soul

had ever longed

to sing.

I wrote it across

the stars, and signed

my name with a promise

I would die

before breaking.

I wonder what those million

shining miracles

above your head

whisper to you

each night.

I wonder

what bright, brilliant life

the stars are begging

you to live.

- Matthew Foley


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