The miracle

Walking along the way, head bent, dark clouds ruining a sunny day, she gave up the wanting, the waiting, the asking.

Things are what they are, after all.

That was when the wind picked up, blew her forward a few steps and the thought entered her mind.

It was a simple thought put forth in somewhat archaic words. 

It was a regular day at a regular time with a regular person doing regular things.

Perhaps that is what made it so powerful.