Let me count the ways in which I am blessed:
born to a loving family, able afford therapy for
times my mind turned against me,
I forget these blessings, wallow in grief
a warm + wet blanket of self-absorption
but as I look at the clear blue sky
see the radiant sun + heavens shining above
I count the ways in which I am blessed.
(Photo by James Coleman on Unsplash)
9 thoughts on “Blessings (a poem)”
Wow, this is great!!!
Enticing and very optimistic. Beautiful.
Thank you, Shanyu!
My absolute pleasure Nick. Have a fantastic weekend and take care.
Simple and pure! There truly is so much to be grateful for! Lovely write. 😊
Nicely done, Nick – and a challenge included for all of us to count our blessings!
Thanks! Just trying to find the silver linings right now!