Miraculous Sight

I know miraculous things
unknown to me
exist
long before they appear
in the same way that
after it rains
a puddle makes the ground
a mirror of the infinite
I cannot know much more
but I would never believe
those who do not see
the sky in the puddle
when they step over it
they do not see
that they too are finally infinite
The world may belong to them
but this infinity
is mine.