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Heart Blessings

"There are too many to count in just one day, so let me poetize it this way"
A thousand dreams have sailed away a thousand more have sailed me home, and Bartering with hope, I allowed the happenance of healing to bring me to new heights Creating space, I became sustainable and substantial through friendships seal Dearly appreciated, I became an ark of my own covenant, apprenticing with Noah Elephants , giraffes, gerbils, goldfish, gophers and gazelles, I joined them all Frequently functional, I've learned to forgive the fork while blessing the spoon Grant me serenity "I prayed ," and then pallied forward, a pacifist at heart Hardly a day goes by that I don't hand the handle over to God Almighty , for I know without his guiding Grace, I would not be walking this earth alive ... Journeys of the joyful kind are jovial jubilees, when we share blessings, we Keep with the keynote of kinship, kindness becomes the keystone of Karma and Love, becomes the ultimate Universal emotion, when we learn to live in gratitude Magical and magnificent, when we are as malleable as our maker, we become the Narrators of our own lives, nestling closer to our blessings we learn to partake and Open the doors of our heart, allowing the benedictions of life to enter our dominion Pelicans, parrots and peacocks, pheasants, penguins and partridges too, I am like them Quilling my way through the delicate folds of my bolds I soften as I grow old and gray Roses are a symbol of love, so are prose given with affection and reverence So accept this abecedarian as my token of my creative inflection , That I bequeath my storial blessings in this form is only a matter of creative pride Underneath this writers heart beats a love for humankind that I cannot deny Veer towards the light of your own gratitude and know the love of your giver With love in your heart you can be anything , sing, grow a wing , or sound like a xylophone when its being played with a mallet. Either way, thank God for it all. You need to be the hero of your own story, you can be Joan of Arc, or you can be Zorro, if that is makes you happy, you can be anything you want to be, so just be.

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Date: 8/18/2020 9:22:00 PM
Congrats! Thanks for sharing your blessings. God bless you.
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Date: 8/19/2020 4:25:00 AM
Thankyou Beata for running the contest, and for the honor of the placement. Have a blessed day.
Date: 7/16/2020 7:04:00 PM
Honest, wise and loving. Great read!
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Date: 7/16/2020 6:03:00 AM
Awesome--splendid write, Vienna.
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