Miraculous Me

I am a miracle.
I was knitted in the forge of breath and dust.
I put down roots
To the heart of the Earth
And blinked in the blaze
Of the same sun that
Bathed Eden in its light.
I drew a huge breath
From the cumulonimbi that
Have risen from the sea
And surfed the sky since the dawn of time
And I learned to dance
On the same land
Where the ancient kings made their final beds.
I wove my own words
And made a poem
That no one had ever read before.
I’m as weak as a wildflower
Here for just a moment
My roots and bones grew straight
In the same soil as everyone else
Someday new feet will dance
Where my forgotten bones lie…
But maybe that
Is still a miracle.

For competition "something about nature"