Poem 442








I only take
what God
chooses
to give.

Each morning,
I awake and find
that I still breathe.
My heart still beats,
my mind still ripe
with fresh ideas
to pursue that day.
And when there
aren’t any,
I don’t curse at God..
I love Him anyways.

I pray for all
to find this
joyful equilibrium
in life.
It’s all too easy
for us
in the humbug
of our
day to day
to overlook..
the silent beauties
that He lays before
our very eyes.

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