November First

Yesterday I saw a miracle.
She was beautiful as life.
Her voice was it's own touch of heaven.
Her hair flowed as graceful as light waves licking the shore.
She moved with confidence.
She acted not upon impulse, but inspiration and wisdom.
She glowed with the pure essence of the divine.
Although no words were spoken,
I knew she was my guardian angel.
I knew she was here to help me, guide me.
Some force brought her to me,
something unknown and foreign, yet remarkable.
And now it's all up to me.
It's my turn to play guardian angel.
My turn to bless somebody else's life,
just like she did for me.
And all because yesterday I saw a miracle.