I met a man today who died four times.
Flat-lined twice in the ambulance
and twice at the hospital.
He was high on cocaine
and the woman driver who smashed into him
was drunk.
EMT's arrived in less than a minute.
Two minutes would have been too late.
Lascerated aorta and liver,
two broken ribs, pelvis, and compound
fractured arm led doctors to believe
he'd never walk again if he lived at all.
"Why aren't you angry at the woman?"
his brother said.
I am so amazed by the miracle of my life
that I have no room for anger and bitterness,
replied the miracle man.
Beauty needs no defense
and miraculous love heals more than the body.
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