In the quiet whispers of dawn, where shadows and light intertwine,
We often trade our blessings, for desires that misalign.
With hearts that yearn for more, in a world that's wide and vast,
We chase the fleeting shadows, forgetting gifts that truly last.

Our blessings, like the stars, are numerous and bright,
Yet we reach for earthly desires, lost in the night.
We forget the joy of simplicity, the peace that comes from within,
In pursuit of momentary pleasures, in a world so loud and grim.

Yet, every heart that wanders, in the end, seeks to find,
The true essence of happiness, a peace that's not defined
By the riches of the world, or the acclaim that fades away,
But in the moments of gratitude, where love and kindness stay.

Let us not trade our blessings, for gold that loses its sheen,
For in the whispers of the heart, lies a treasure unseen.
A contentment that flourishes, in the soil of grateful prayer,
A wealth that’s everlasting, beyond compare.

So let us hold our blessings close, and cherish them with care,
For in each moment of gratitude, we find a joy that's rare.
In the tapestry of life, let kindness be our desire,
A beacon of hope and love, that eternally inspires.

March 13, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop