Miracle

Every day early in the morning, I go for a walk outside, spending about an hour walking. A coupe days ago, while strolling down an empty street, I suddenly noticed an old man walking towards me. He was very thin, barely walking, dragging his feet with difficulty, and completely hunched over. It was clear that he was also out for a walk. It was very touching. The old man could probably have been sitting or lying at home, but he went outside and tried to keep moving. It was obviously hard for him, but he kept on walking. And I said to myself, ‘Oh, a miracle!’ I suddenly realized that everything around is a miracle. The old man was a miracle, and so were the street, the trees around, and the few birds visible nearby. The old man disappeared, the street ended, but the feeling of the miracle remained.