We forget, at the speed this life moves, that there are so many miniature miracles occurring all around us. We see the blur of wings and head the hum of flight but seldom more. Only when we stop and truly look, do we see the intricacies of life, the miraculous mechanics of all that we share this world with. Slow down, slow, and see the tiny tongue of a tiny creature emerge, see the throat swell with each drink. Stop, and see the shine in each wing, see the brief hut beautiful pause we forget they take. I am mesmerized with this existence.