Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Friday, October 21, 2011

Thank you God

“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.”

For this body of clay,

For a mind full of play,

For every iota that we learn,

For every Star and Saturn,

For every moment of life,

For every peace and every strife,

For all our strains and songs,

For our rights and wrongs,

For our joys and sorrows,

For our today and tomorrows,

For all that we have and all that we desire,

For everything that shines or lies bemire,

For all that you send our way,

For each and every blessed day,

Thank you God …

Thank you God … for the gift of this life.

3 comments:

  1. u are outstanding Ruby
    amazing!!
    miss u gal

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  2. Thank you Harashita. Miss you too, dear.

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  3. hello. love your poem. It is as refreshing as always..I am your fan for life.

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.