
When much is lost, when prayers fail, when you hang supportless,
Is there gratitude?
In those shadows, I still can breathe, think, see and be whole
I still have air, food and warmth
There is definitely that someone who cares, who feels
In the pounding of the heart and the fear of the unknown
There is that gratitude, for the unbroken core of life
Of much left and much to be regained
For in that seeming stagger
I am never forsaken
I am deeply grateful, for all that I still have
Tomorrow is hope
For tomorrow can never be today
For which I am ever grateful
Thank you that you are present
On my heights and in my depths
Thank you for being.
This resonates with me. Lovely.
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You are pure and wonderful, clear from your blog
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You are so kind. I do my best to spread joy in the world and I know you do too.
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