Miracles happen every day
at each stoplight along the way.
Strangers meet unexpectedly
pausing quite respectably
to show one another every courtesy.
Without the light to make us pause
would we engage in such holy cause
as honoring the rights of others
before our own druthers?
We should not therefore, be surprised
when war is stopped before our eyes.
It can be done, it surely must pay
that we practice such moves every day;
in the simplest of ways, on every byway.
So, I sit at the light and silently pray
for the miracles to come today.
Every stop light and stop sign
give me hope in the universal design
which I desperately implore.
Make war no more.
annarino writes 