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.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2020
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