In the tile at the hotel, I see a farmer wearing a hat;
his hat resembles a marshmallow on a plate.
Every Sunday at church, I see a profile of a dog in the rock wall;
some Sundays I search for the skier, too.
In the bruise on my leg, a tiny heart appears on the third day.
The barista creates a fan-shaped design on top of my chai.
In the clouds, I see an alligator that morphs into a fire-breathing dragon.
Two trees fell to the ground where they now form a cross.
Liquid on the counter resembles a Rorschach blot;
spilt milk provides an unexpected diversion.
A squirrel is burying nuts in my yard;
its tail resembles a question mark.

Surprises awaiting discovery.
Little blessings that make me smile.

"Open my eyes so I can see what you show me of your miracle wonders." Psalm 119:18 (The Message)

~Sally Hoelscher