miracle
Walt whitman, 18 19- 1892.
I believe that a blade of grass is no less than the journey of the stars.
Pismire is just as perfect,
A grain of sand,
Wren's eggs,
Tree toad is the top chef,
Running blackberries will decorate the living room of heaven,
The narrowed hinge in my hand despises all machinery,
A cow crunching its head is better than any statue,
One mouse is enough to surprise six times as many pagans.
miracle
Walt whitman, 18 19- 1892.
In my heart,
A curved blade of grass can rise and fall more than the stars in the sky.
An ant,
A grain of fine sand,
A sparrow egg,
Even so perfect.
Tree frogs perch on branches, which is undoubtedly a masterpiece of heaven;
Blackberry is full of fruits and can be used to decorate the Temple of Heaven.
Fingers are slender and dexterous, and they are proud of human musical instruments;
Cattle and sheep bow their heads and chew slowly, which is better than a statue of mortal dust.
Flying squirrels are also a miracle, which makes hundreds of millions of people who don't believe in god stunned.