Life hands me gifts each day
Gifts I recognize and gifts I don't
Gifts of love, joy and peace
Gifts of longing, pain, and even grief
Each shapes me, each changes me
Appreciating each day here more
The humming of my humility and
The buzzing of my thankfulness
Is this what the prophets attempt
Am I listening for the right thing
As I travel through each day
I choose to listen for love
4 comments:
a gift of life... shouldn't waste it.
Beautiful...
"Each shapes me, each changes me"
This is so true.
Erik, the last two lines say it all.
As I travel through each day
I choose to listen for love
Using these lines as affirmations could make the world a much better place. Love your writings and blog. Thanks for visiting mine.
zzeed,
Agreed.
Shea,
I like this version of beauty and truth.
Robin,
I really like your latest post (repost).
Shutterbug,
I agree. May we all learn to listen for love. Thanks for visiting me too.
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