I believe in angels.
I believe in God.
How else could I explain
my miraculous escape,
the life I have been given,
the love of kith and kin,
the kindness of strangers,
the unexpected smile from a child,
the goodness that lives in ordinary people,
the beauty of my garden,
the robin nesting in my hibiscus,
the stillness of my koi pond,
the first lotus opening on the water,
the joy I find in books,
the tears stirred by a beautiful film,
the peace that deepens with age,
and the quiet miracles
that unfold each day?
I believe in angels.
I believe in God.
