Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис)

Miracles

Each time that I switch on the light
A Miracle it seems to me
That I should rediscover sight
And banish dark so utterly.
One moment I am bleakly blind,
The next--exultant life I find.

Below the sable of the sky
My eyelids double darkness make.
Sleep is divine, yet oh how I
Am glad with wonder to awake!
To welcome, glimmery and wan
The mighty Miracle of Dawn.

For I've mad moments when I seem,
With all the marvel of a child,
To dwell within a world of dream,
To sober fact unreconciled.
Each simple act has struck me thus--
Incredibly miraculous.

When everything I see and do
So magical can seem to me,
How vain it is to seek the True,
The riddle of Reality...
So let me with joy lyrical
Proclaim all Life a Miracle!

Robert William Service’s other poems:

  1. Spanish Women
  2. The Prospector
  3. Playboy
  4. Pullman Porter
  5. Abandoned Dog

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