NOV 17th COLLAGE

 MIRACLES: excerpts  by Walt Whitman (1819-1892) (One of my favourite American poets)
                                                 "Who makes much of a miracle?

 I know of nothing else but Miracles.

    Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water.

 Or talk by day with anyone  love........

 Of birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,

 Or the wonderfulness of the sundown,

 or of the stars shining so quiet and bright.

 Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring;

 These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,

 Each distinct in its place.

 To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,

 Every inch of space is a miracle,

 Of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,

 To me the sea is a continual miracle,

 The fishes that swim.......

 The rocks, the motion of the waves.....

 the ships with men in them............

 What stranger miracles are there?"   (Walt Whitman was one of the  most significant 19 century poets. He was a publisher, printer, author, reporter and editor.During the civil war he visited soldiers , tended the wounded and brought comfort to all. )