miracle

This hand clenched so fingers
whitened at the knuckles
open wide, palm up, to give
you what I have.
Not enough and perfectly
enough transformed into
plenty and abundant
and good.
Keep these fingers open
for I will not deny
opportunity
—for a miracle.

—jennifer j. camp

open hands

miracle poem

miracle poem

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