A Single Grain of Wheat

I have always heard people speak of miracles.
But to me, miracles live in the everyday.
Plant a single seed in the soil,
and it grows into a plant or a tree.
Within that tiny grain of wheat
lies the energy to nourish the whole earth.
That is the miracle.

A farmer’s sweat as he plants a seed
marks the beginning of a miracle.
It is a small but meaningful start.
A miracle is not some grand achievement,
nor is it found in the distant sky.
It hides in the rhythm of daily life—
in the steps we take, the tears we share,
the laughter and the work we endure.
Like a grain of wheat,
miracles are sown quietly into our days.