Gratitude
For each day I wake up to the sound of mourning doves,
I give You thanks.
And ask
that I may smell the pine trees again
enrapture in the crickets
cuddle the purr of my cat
and feel the crunch of the snow beneath my feet
I am blessed to have received heartened words in a letter
To have suffered through the pains of hopelessness,
only to come through , with Your resurging power
Knowing I am Loved by You
and indeed Love has always been peeking behind ironwork doors and crumbling buildings
There is Love in each natural design
There is a sacred purpose to this walk.
To love You. To feel You. To know You.
With peaceful nights You've given me the splendour to witness my youthful faults,
to understand the historical nature of All and my humanity
This is the peace you promised me
This is the peace I've been seeking.
With infinite wonder, thank you, Dear God, for showing me Your Way.
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