A Cup Runneth Over
When I hear the chirping of bizarre birds in the morning,
And see the sun gently rising; golden rays adorning;
And feel the graciousness of the almighty upon me,
Who, by his abundant mercy, gave me a day to see;
My heart overflows with joy like water from Angel-falls,
From unknown, brightest heaven, for a fullness of life, calls...!
Neither in riches did I crawl; nor in poverty, blaze;
Health and wealth, like rhythm in a melody, filled my days;
Love of kinsfolk, like honey from flowers, I did cherish,
Sorrows and sufferings, though like moths appeared, did perish;
Respect and reputation, like shadows, walked with me,
Fears and panics, like flies before fire, fearfully flee...!
I have my values; I live them; I find my goal attained;
My body, mind and soul are nourished; I never feel chained;
God-given potentials keep me young; I esteem my strengths,
Each moment has its surprises; joys have no breadths and lengths;
Mindfulness has been minding me; I am Zen in my deeds;
Gratitude has become my concord; God sees to my needs...!
5 July 2022
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2022
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